Then I had to make a new stanchion. The old one on the roof is a smaller diameter. So down to the barn pipe bone pile to find the right size pipe and back to the shop to cut it to length.
I ended up looking for the right size bolts, nuts and washers to hold the stanchion to the station. I went up on the roof but the board holding the old bracket/pipe would not work for the new one. Back to the nuts and bolts stash to find u-brackets and bolts… I couldn’t find what I wanted (anyone who has seen my stash of nuts and bolts will be amazed) so rather than go to the town for 50 cents worth of parts, I went to plan B - drill through the new stanchion and bolt it directly to the board.
That led to needing to make a new board (to the lumber bone pile) for everything to attach to. I decided to start from scratch with the mounting board and brackets since it would be easier to use the drill press on land than drill while hanging upside-down from the roof.
At that point it started raining. So, I called the person who was concerned that I was on a slick metal roof to let him know I hadn’t gone up again; made a margarita; and declared it a project-to-be-continued. Tomorrow I will drill all the holes and mount to weather station to a board. Then if it is not raining, I will call my concerned friend and return to the roof peak to take off the old board and station mount and put the new one on.
The Nooks - they followed me about as I searched for parts; enjoyed chasing rodents disturbed from their nests in different bone piles but; generally decided it was a day for the couch.
To be continued when sober and in the sunshine. Until then, the dogs are going to have to share the couch.
To be continued when sober and in the sunshine. Until then, the dogs are going to have to share the couch.