Completion NearingPosted: May 14, 2011
This was the view when last we left our intrepid Underground Carpenter.
Pipes and conduits layed. Now I’ll cover up the trenches. I’ll use that rock screen just in front of the satellite dish to first “shade” the pipes with a fine sand.
This is Jim, owner of G&H Electric. Jim’s last name starts with a G, but it’s unspellable and unpronounceable. Anyway, after pulling wires through the conduits, he’s here hooking up the wires in the circuit breaker box. Jim did all the electrical work on our house. A true craftsman, and his prices are reasonable. In back of Jim, hanging on the wall is my ham antenna. Mrs. UC thinks it’s an eyesore, so I only put it outside when I use it.
Gary, Jim’s partner. He’s hooking up the 110v outlet mounted on one of the pipe bollards protecting our well. If you’ve got good eyes, you’ll see a dangling bare-ended wire in the lower-right of the picture. That’s a #6 ground radial for the aforementioned antenna. I’m waiting on a lug connector, purchased this morning on eBay, to attach it. I didn’t think to ask Jim while he was here if he had a large-sized lug connector. Oh well, $4 including shipping for two of them.
This is the Astro-Table with 110v outlets hooked up. There’s another outlet on the other side of the table. The telescope needs power for the controller that points the scope.
Dustin (sorry, no pic), the satellite dish installer, moved our dish from its temporary location to its permanent home here. You’ve probably noticed that everything here is old and rusty. That’s just how we roll, architecturally. To the right of the dish, against the house, you can see the protected bathroom for Charlie, our director of security. Terrorists, you see. Not Al Queda; Al Coyotes. Charlie is snack-size to a coyote.
So things are looking a lot better. Trenches are filled in. The circular-ish slab (kinda like a square-tailed goldfish cracker) just past the well is where the water tank used to be. We moved it to inside the garage to protect it from the elements (and severe heat of summer). On the bollard to the left is the mount for my antenna. Oh, and the box in the middle of the picture is the power company’s transformer. The last power pole is on the street, far enough away to cause a large voltage drop. So we ran the high-voltage lines underground to this transformer which converts the high-voltage to house-voltage.
This is the view looking to the east. Our shoestring acacia trees are doing well, or at least I haven’t managed to kill them yet.
Right now these retainer walls are only retaining air. That’ll change tomorrow when John shows up with his loader, a Case 950 I think. I have a mountain of dirt in the back that has patiently waited for its purpose in the scheme of things around here.