From a loosely-conceived “floor plan” and a few inspiration photos, we are gradually making decisions in stone (literally), and the patio starts to look inviting.
Peter and Jonas did not like my idea for bluestone slabs for the stairs, and presented me with this elegant form when I arrived back home after a few hours away. It was a beautiful idea, so I allowed them to twist my arm.
We made a decision to borrow a neighbour’s cement mixer, to avoid the considerable cost of having a single cubic meter delivered by truck. Jonas, D and Francois worked like ants to get the loads mixed fast, barely stopping for lunch. They used 4.5 bags of cement, and 1 yard of Navvy Jack mix. (1.5 shovels of cement and 5 shovels of Navvy Jack.)
Decision time: how tall do we want the bottom of the structure to be? Low enough to feel intimate, but tall enough to avoid a feeling of claustrophobia. Jonas nailed a 2×4 at 8 feet, and, looking at it from all angles, we decided on 7’9″. Believe it or not!
Then, off to the cedar mill went Jonas. He had to load all the 4×8 beams and 2×8 rafters into our truck by himself. Lucky I didn’t go – I would have come back empty-handed.
Since we’re after a rustic look here, I decided
we’d WWOOFer Francois would shave off the edges with a draw knife, to make the beams and rafters look more aged/found. The professionals nixed our lovely beach posts for the rafters, because of the extra work to fit them, and because they weren’t strong enough.
So, that’s where we’re sitting with the patio now (for all three of you curious relatives.)
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