I don't even have an after picture to add here. But it is gone gone gone. Well, we think there is still some junk buried in the middle of it all but it looks nice and clean on the surface at this time. The space is still lined by trees and it is hard to imagine a whole shed sat in that small area just a few weeks ago. If you are interested in seeing the after view feel free to drive by any time. Now to get that trailer rolling on down the road. I can only dream of the view then.
15 October 2009
Goodbye old shed, we're leaving you now
The day finally came to tear the shed down. Our beloved second family, the Torgersons, came to our assistance once again and helped with the destruction. It was one of the last 95 degree days of the summer/fall but we were in the shade most of the time so it didn't seem so sweltering to those of us not wielding sledge hammers or power saws. (Darrell would sweat like that even if it were only 60 out.)
Darrell and Brad getting the remaining parts of the garage door out. Okay, Darrell working Brad supervising.
Beware the mighty power of the women! Carla and Chelsey are armed and dangerous.
Brad is really working this time. That is him behind the tree. It was about this time that I recommended putting down the crobar that was doing pretty much nothing and picking up the sawsall. We had two of them, after all. The boys wouldn't have to fight about who got to use it. After some deliberation they finally decided that might be a good idea.
After cutting down the trees that were holding the building up they cut the small amount of wood on the sides of the walls that wasn't rotted away and pulled with all their might.

Darrell working with the sawsall on the back of the building. This side was much more deteriorated and easier to disassemble as we waited for a friend to bring her tractor into town for some serious leverage.
Finally, our friend Carol Halvorson was able to get to town with her tractor and grapple. With one grab and pull the whole front of the shed came down in a heap. This was the beginning of the end and the end of the film, as I had left my digital camera and was using the old reliable 35mm. Unfortunately for everyone involved in the day, I misloaded the new film and this was the last picture we got from the event. No one will ever get to see me or Chelsey cutting apart the remaining structure with the power saws in our own hands. It is a mere memory.
The city truck that hauled it all away. Seven trips to Hendrum Lagoon burn pile.
I don't even have an after picture to add here. But it is gone gone gone. Well, we think there is still some junk buried in the middle of it all but it looks nice and clean on the surface at this time. The space is still lined by trees and it is hard to imagine a whole shed sat in that small area just a few weeks ago. If you are interested in seeing the after view feel free to drive by any time. Now to get that trailer rolling on down the road. I can only dream of the view then.
I don't even have an after picture to add here. But it is gone gone gone. Well, we think there is still some junk buried in the middle of it all but it looks nice and clean on the surface at this time. The space is still lined by trees and it is hard to imagine a whole shed sat in that small area just a few weeks ago. If you are interested in seeing the after view feel free to drive by any time. Now to get that trailer rolling on down the road. I can only dream of the view then.
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It will be a stunning view...of the DeLaCruz house. Whoo!!
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