Day 95, Sunday, September 18

Between yesterday and today, the house is now standing on about 10 new posts and has been jacked up 2 – 3 inches all around. Let me tell you, watching the 6-ply beams of 2x8 lumber bending across the 8" dimension is really eerie when you realize there’s a house sitting on them. I’ve never heard creaking and groaning noises like that house emitted during jacking ever before. Several times I was scared we were going to break the main beams because they were bending so much. But in the end, the job got done very well and the house is now much more secure than it was before. It’s fun to be a part of a job being done not with cranes and modern equipment bur rather with a little ingenuity and a hand jack!
Last night we went over to collect some more lumber that Michael has stored elsewhere on the island and brought it back to the house in the skiff. I’d never have guessed that that little boat could hold as much weight as we had loaded into it. Three big guys plus about 35 boards 2x6 fir lumber between 16 and 18 feet in length. I’m 100% sure that we grossly exceeded the "manufacturers recommended weight limit" for the boat. But this is Lasquiti and anything goes here!
We headed back to the mainland this evening with the skiff nearly equally loaded as it was last night. 4 pickle barrels of apples. Lots of duffles and bags, a sliding window for Cloey’s room back at home, half a dozen 16 foot long 2x6 boards, three guys and a big dog. Lasqueti luck was with us and we made the crossing without incident. What a good time!