This Space for Rent

Apr 20, 2018

Mavis

Cozy cat

Deceptively cozy


Friday Dust Mite Blogging™

Dust Mite & clearcoated rack

Dust Mite & a couple of different racks

Apr 16, 2018

wear and tear

Time to replace this shifter cable

Time to replace this sti cable housing, or is it good for another few thousand miles?

Apr 14, 2018

Giant tree

Giant tree (2)

Old growth along the Old Salmon River Trail in the Mount Hood National Forest.


Little Zigzag River Falls

little zigzag falls, via photostitch

We walked up there this morning. There isn’t any snow in the town of Zigzag, but once you get onto Road 39 (6 miles and 750 feet up) and start climbing the snowpiles take over in a hurry (and it’s supposed to snow down to 1500 feet on monday?)

Apr 13, 2018

It’s the pirate’s life for me!

Someone lost their boat when they were driving on Shipley Road

Someone dumped a boat ¾ths of the way up Shipley Road (or, alternatively, they were trying to run it up a little stream that runs down the side of Devil’s Backbone and this is where they couldn’t get it to go any further?)

Too big to fit into my rando bag, or I’m sure I would have scooped it up.


Friday Dust Mite Blogging™

Antler Mite

A cozy perch for a Dust Mite


Halfway there

Halfway point

Riding out to Welches today via Marmot & Barlow Roads; they made the roads steeper in the last couple of years, so I was pretty damn happy by the time I clawed my way up to the top of Marmot Road.

Apr 12, 2018

I don’t think I’ll be following these directions

direction fail

Google maps directions to a cottage we’ve been invited to this weekend. I’m not positive, but I don’t think the people on the east side of the Salmon River would like it if I went charging through their side yard to try and jump the gorge to get to the west side, particularly since if you went 500-1000 feet further south on Elk Park Rd it would take you to a nice bridge that crosses the river without any stunt riding.


Points for persistence, not for reading comprehension

Some spam I got this week:

Dear Editor,

My name is Jess and I’m a writer at (nope). I was doing research on straw bale gardening and just finished reading your wonderful blog post: http://www.tsfr.org/~orc/bookmarks.html

In that article, I noticed that you cited a solid post that I’ve read in the past: http://www.strawbuilding.org/

I just finished writing a guide that is even more detailed, updated and comprehensive on how to start a straw bale garden in 30 days. It is over 10,000 words and includes many practical tips and advice. You can find it here: (nope)

If you like the guide we’d be humbled if you cited us in your article. Of course, we will also share your article with our 50k newsletter subscribers and followers across our social platforms.

Either way, keep up the great work!

Warmly,
Jess

The “wonderful blog post” in question; my bookmarks page, which, not surprisingly, is just a list of bookmarks. And the strawbuilding “page”? It’s a website, not a page, and it’s for building houses with strawbale insulation and/or structural elements, not using them as a foundation for a garden.

So, sorry “Jess”, I don’t think I’ll be replying to your keyword-search solicitation.

Apr 09, 2018

A flock of peafowl

Some of the Errol Heights flock of peafowl

Part (or all?) of the Errol Heights colony, but these were up on the top of the hill foraging along Flavel Drive.

Apr 08, 2018

A festival of kludges

A festival of kludges

File this under “the joys of home ownership”; after several months of our new (2 years old) low-flow American Standard toilet getting worse and worse in the department of being able to flush (it was at the point where we had to pour buckets of water into the toilet every time we needed to flush, because it didn’t otherwise have enough puff to blow the dirty water and/or filth into the drain tube) we snapped and replaced it with a Kohler (yeah, yeah, Wisconsin Republicans, but not Walker-scale even though they’re perfectly happy to eviscerate the United States to save 45¢ in taxes) unit. But before I removed the old toilet I had to close the cutoff valve for the supply line, and I needed to crank fairly hard because the cutoff valve, like most of the plumbing in our house, was bottom-barrel cheap that was badly installed, and after closing the valve it started leaking like mad for no apparent reason. So I decided I’d just turn off the water to the house and replace the cutoff valve with a new one, at which point I discovered (by snapping the end off the cast iron supply line that had been concreted into the floor) that this unit was installed without any sort of grease or insulating tape and had become welded to the line by rust.

I attempted to fix it (by chiselling a cavity into the concrete floor) but when the end of the cast iron supply line snapped off it snapped off at an angle, so the compression housing I bought at the hardware store did not fully seat and leaked (through the floor & into the kitchen), and then the expanding plug I bought to replace the compression housing couldn’t get a good grip and popped out as soon as I opened the master water supply valve. So I shut off the house water (which, because of the whole pile of bodges plumbing, meant that the master valve doesn’t close all the way and I needed to open the valve for a hose to keep the water from dribbling out from everything in the house), mixed up a big pile of metal-filled epoxy, and permanently (?) plugged the line that way. But until then we’re going to have to live with this horrible kludge and whatever horrible kludge we have to do to replace it with a supply line that doesn’t have a ball of epoxy keeping the house from turning into a swamp.

So then, to have a toilet that flushed I needed to get a longer supply line (30 inches, which, not surprisingly, was not available as a single supply line so I had to buy an extension line and splice it in) and line splitter so I could get both cold water and toilet water. And, of course this meant that the el-cheapo cold water supply line leaked when I put a slight bend into it so I could fit the splitter into the line.

So. Toilet flushes! Yay! We have water in the house! Yay! But no cold water in the bathroom sink so we need to brush our teeth with hot water. Bleah.

When I win the lottery™ the plan is that I’m going to rip out all of the existing plumbing, then fabricate (or have a carpenter fabricate) a vertical channel on the SW corner of the house (inside the house; probably between the main part of the house and the shed that contains the meaningless room, the sleeping porch, and the back porch storage area+bathroom) and move both bathrooms (the full one upstairs and the half bath downstairs) to the SW corner of the house and then have all of the plumbing routed into that channel so that there’s only one place to look for leaks and those leaks will tend to fall down the channel and into a basement drain. But until then we’re going to be living with this kludge or whatever kludge we end up doing to bypass this supply line that ends in a big old ball of epoxy.

Apr 06, 2018

Friday Dust Mite Blogging™

Capering Mite

Dust Mite is capering about the room.

Apr 04, 2018

Sic transit gloria mundi

Dead Dell servers dumped on the Springwater Trail

A handful of gutted Dell servers dumped on the Springwater Trail.

Apr 03, 2018

OTP

The RossIsle shoves a barge of gravel towards the Steel Bridge

The RossIsle & RI20 at work carting gravel around the lower Willamette River

Mar 31, 2018

Out on the line

Mount St Helens & the Columbia River

Mount St. Helens is visible in the distance as I ride along the Sauvie Island side of the Columbia River.

Mar 30, 2018

Friday Dust Mite Blogging™

A nice cup of mite

A nice cup of mite


Shopping

It's new paycheck day!

The end of the month shopping trip. I’m leaving the lowriders on the emergency randonneuse even when I’m not using them, because I want to see if they vibrate to pieces after chugging around on the gravel streets in east Portland.

Note that the groceries are heavy enough so they’re flattening the rear tire & the yak tire just a little bit. It was interesting taking this rig around corners and dodging potholes, because the Yak really wanted to keep tipping over after I stopped turning.

Mar 29, 2018

Buckeley Animal Wright, 2008(ish)-2018

Buckeley Animal Wright 2008(ish)-2018

It turns out the cancer came back with a vengeance, and after five days of feeling sickly followed by one day of feeling good, Buckeley fell into a swift and terminal decline (he could only sleep in someone’s arms, his balance completely vanished, and by the time we took him to the vet for his trip to kitty valhalla he was having trouble breathing) and we had no option left except a swift and merciful death.

9 years of him, which was a lot but nowhere near enough. Fuck cancer, and not in a good way, and fuck mortality in general. I’m not a believer, but nevertheless I hope that there is a kitty vahalla and we can cuddle him again after our warranties expire.

Mar 24, 2018

Dozing

Cozy sleeping cat

We gave Buckeley some opiates to help deal with postoperative/postinfection pain, and he’s taking advantage of them to catch up on sleep.

Mar 23, 2018

Friday Dust Mite Blogging™

Cat & Mite

Buckeley & Dust Mite doze on the bed

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