Re: Funny (maybe) Roofing Story
I'm having part of my roof replaced as soon as the contractor calls back-(been a week now with no word,after accepting his estimate of $4K )...
It's rained and we've had high winds up to 50 mph gusts since Tuesday here,a stalled Nor'easter just south on my area has kept it drizzly & miserable with highs only in the low 50's..I imagine the roofers are now backlogged ,so I'm not going to start calling to find out when they plan to show up here till next week--they also need to pull a permit..
I hate heights ,always have,and I still don't know how I managed to build the 20 x 40 quonset hut alone in 1992,all but the first two arches that a friend helped me erect after assembling them on the ground,and hoisting them up with a 16 foot 4x4 post attached to a square tube in my trucks trailer hitch ,using a pulley on the top of the post and a hand cranked winch bolted to the pole..
Those arches are like wet noodles ,trying to hoist one up without it folding up into scrap metal was darn near impossible..after we got two full arched stood up without wrecking them,I decided to do it piece meal,one section of an arch at a time.
That required making a scaffold platform on my truck's bed,I bolted it to the bed and had to use a 10 foot ladder to get up on the platform..I made a railing,so I would feel less terrified about falling..it took me 3 weeks to erect the building,and tighten 4000+ bolts...
After I got the entire building up,I was starting to gain confidence after being up so high for that long,and I got brave,and tried walking from one end of the building to the other on the top....I made it about half way,when some morning dew on one arch made it slick enough for my boots to fly out from under me,and I began sliding off one side !.
I was horrified,couldn't even scream,and I knew I was likely to be in for a hard landing at the least--if not end up with busted legs ,arms or ribs (or all 3),and I also knew all those bolt heads would rip my skin off on the way down--so I tried to roll ,into the deeper part of the arches where much less bolts were,and I slid down on my butt like a kid on a playground slide,feet first..the arches are stamped with horizontal corrugations that felt like a wash board on my way down,and when I hit the "seam" where two panels bolted together--the bolt heads tore my pants almost completely off!...however,that also almost stopped my slide,so when I hit the ground feet first,I was able to absorb the impact with my knees & legs..
Then I toppled over face first,and my pants were around my ankles--and I was bleeding from my butt area pretty badly--luckily I was able to get back up,put what was left of my pants back up,and made it to the house...
My mother was horrified when I came in the house all tore up and bleeding..had to take a shower,and tend to all the wounds,I had a stripe down my back side from one of the bolts where it stripped all the skin off--it hurt very badly,and I had to put peroxide on it daily..took me about a week before I dared to go back out and finish up the rest of the work on the building..
I refuse to get on a ladder now,I'm just not stable enough even on level ground,I get dizzy easy and as far as getting up on a roof,I can climb up a ladder and get off it onto the roof,but I cannot get back ON it to get back down,especially if its a ladder that barely goes over the edge of the eave,if it sticks up several feet past it I "might" be able to muster up the courage to get myself down--but I'd rather pay someone else to be up there,I'm not cut out for that job...never was,and even less so now that I'm 61..
I was about 34 when I built the quonset and was barely able to do it then!..