Out with the old

Tallulah belle inspects my work after I removed our front upstairs windows. I had the door closed to keep dust down and she cried the whole time.

  To properly install windows I needed to remove the old siding on the exterior then the old insulation. Then cut and fit new insulation ... glue and screw sheeting to custom shims and spacers to make the face of the house reasonably plumb and flat....then house wrap and install the new windows... pictures of the shiny metallic foam board and siding as well as the finished inside trim will hopefully be coming soon.

I also used my x-mas bonus to get some new flooring for the kitchen. Len helped "cook" the linoleum flat with the propane jet heater. Lulah gets running too fast now and slides around.... it really brightens the kitchen up when the sun is shining....still waiting for that sunny winter day to show you what I mean.

Inside the Red Door... down the stairs....

This is the first time Ive seen this ..I havn't been inside this part of the outbuilding before... the flash was showing me things I've not seen...

 like this shack full of barrels in between the silos and outbuilding

I didn't feel like trying to climb through a broken out window... It took quite a bit of work to open the door... it was rusted and I was making a lot of noise.

 Directly in front of the door is a basement I didn't expect to see... I blame the ensuing superstitious thoughts on my racing heartbeat from having to lever open the rusted door with a short rod.

 This shop looked like it was for wood at one point.  the ceiling was on the floor. the door off its hinge. 

 somehow this area had stayed dry and the cabinets seemed to be in fair condition considering they were exposed to the elements all year round.

 Have you ever watched one of those horror movies where the character does something that seems like it's obviously a bad idea? And then you go on and on about how stupid you would have to be to do whatever it is they were doing in real life..

 The floor is flooded...there are large pipes running the length of this small access room and a tank of some kind... I can hear hissing and running water.. there are lots of floating bottles and milk jugs but I could just see the bottom so I stepped down to get a better look. 

 I almost miss this small entrance to a long walk way that then circles both silos from underground. I was more than ready to turn around when I swear I can hear someone at the end saying that they have fresh espresso. 

 I took lots of pictures of the short cramped access corridor.. but this last one is the only one that didn't turn out all black..

There was no espresso and my socks are soaked...good news is that I brought extra socks and the stairwell to the main basement is right next to the locker room. 

This is the building visible from the earlier photo from inside the bathroom.(sept -titled:the inside looking out)  Most of the windows are broken out from the outside(all of the broken glass is on the inside) trees and brush grow on and through the perimeter in natures attempt to reclaim this unused space. 

The man door is locked and rusted shut.  The garage door is missing.

 Tires and broken palates. Old metal desks and filing cabinets.

 A rusty overhead crane, a fridge, an eerie feeling.

 Most of them are empty or filled with rusty rainwater. some scrap, some random garbage.

 This is the view looking out the garage door... the following are in series to give the effect of walking around.  This is also where I started having camera malfunctions.  The flash would go off but the picture wouldn't take or the picture would turn out pitch black. As this continued it made me more and more uneasy and nervous as I stood in one spot trying to get the photo I wanted. 

 Turn left and there is a separate but attached building. I'll head inside the red door in the next posting

 continuing on in the same direction..

 Behind the trees is one of two 50' silos for storing who knows what... But it could have some straight off a train since the tracks are right behind them.

 The end of the line... I think this brick wall marks someone else's property

 To the right of the wall is the main building... cages on the back of the building keep the windows intact....mostly.

 More shots of the silo... from this point I can hear the machines behind me but they are echoing off  the silos and they sound like they are coming from the train tracks.....at least I think that's what I'm hearing.