So the paddleboat, nearing on 20 years or so now, hasn't had the sun cover available because the front web strap snapped a few years ago. Off to Mad Outdoors I went, and with five yards of black one inch webbing, a new strap gizmo, a cheap 'biner, and some rivts, all three straps were replaced in extremely professional fashion!
Tribulations and trials of owning a cottage in Ontario... Just some random musings, all completely related to our little slice of paradise
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Fixing Things
I spent top dollar on these Merrel sandals about three years ago, even after they were reduced forty bucks off the regular price. And what a poor design they were. The two velcro tabs at the back on each side holding the heel counter in place continually gave way, turning them into useless flip flops. So with a little help from John's pop riveting tool, and four rivets, I made them useful again.
In the previous three years of owning them, I probably wore them about 20 minutes total... After fixing, probably 20 hours, in just two days.
Friday, April 26, 2013
Neighbours
One of the biggest potential drawbacks to cottage ownership is the fact you may end up having a neighbour who leaves a lot to be desired, like our very own Alan Pepper.
We were at the cottage for Easter weekend past, and on a run to the dump, I crunched the mailboxes belonging to Alan and another cottage owner across the road. Being a reasonable person, I included a note apologizing and offering to pay the costs of replacement for both boxes.
Later that day the boys and I were out on the lake, and decided to say hello to a gentleman ice fishing a few hundred feet away. Of course this necessitated passing Alan's place, and wouldn't you know it, he was there to begin a conversation:
"Hey!" he called out.
"Hello Alan!" I replied
"Nice job on the mailbox." he said, with a healthy dose of of sarcasm.
I paused, wondering the best response for such a compliment... "Well, thank you very much!" I cheerfully replied.
"Those will be fifty dollars to replace, you know"
"Those will be fifty dollars to replace, you know"
"Alan, I left you and the other owner notes indicating I will cover all costs of replacement" I replied.
"You're an asshole."
I looked over at Rudi, and then down at Alexander. Personally I have rarely called anyone names, and never would do so in front of children. But I suppose I have a bit of class that Alan lacks.
"Whatever Alan, this conversation is over, have a lovely day!" I replied, and began walking away ith the kids on either side of me
I suspect his bitterness has a lot to do with the issue of replacing his culvert, which resulted in a particularly ugly pissing match, Alan wanting to be paid half the costs of the construction at time of installation. As Alan lives there year round, is the owner of the culvert, is completely responsible financially for it, and controls when it would be installed and by whom, and for how much, I felt our offer to pay half of his construction costs over a three year period was quite reasonable. In any event, he declined our offer, proceeded to attempt to coerce and bully and extort us into paying for half of his culvert, and finally he proceeded to install it, shouldering the entire cost himself.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Easter Weekend
Rudi reading to Alexander, in one of those ever so rare instances of sibling appreciation and cooperation!
Buckets on sugar maple trees. The weather was perfect for running sap.
Mmmmmm yummy!
Snow squalls move in on Easter Monday, as we prepare to leave for Tavistock.
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