Some days…well, some days you’d just rather forget.
Today we had a simple repair to do, just a 15min job – a recently installed gate was out of alignment, which was unusual, but we thought quickly fixed.
How wrong we were! It turned out that the extruded flange on a gate post was not straight. Now I’ve never seen this before, and I hope now I never see it again, because our only option was to disassemble the fence, remove the post, and replace it. This is very simple to say, but difficult to do, because when we put the posts in, we don’t want them to come out, ever.
This particular post was in liquid limestone that we’d core drilled, so we had to be careful not to touch it, chip it or break it, which left us about 2 cm around the post to work with, to a depth of 700mm!
My workmate started with bravado – the electric hammer drill with a 25mm diameter bit, 1 mtr long. This drill has a lot of twist, as he discovered when the drill bit stopped drilling and the drill kept turning – it turned his hand, then his arm, and would have kept dancing if he hadn’t let go with a high pitched (he has musical training) Eastern European version of ‘Yikes!’
So off to hospital with him and it was up to me. After an hour I was through the liquid limestone, and it was time for some gentle persuasion to try to break the post free of it’s footing (also designed to stay on forever). After five minutes or so of wailing at it with a hammer, fatigue set in and I missed the post and ….into my shin. If there had been anyone to give me pity I would have had a high pitched wail myself, but alas it was only my new bruise and me, and not an empathetic heart between us. I kept at it and grumbled about how hard it is to get good help, and what a heartless boss I have
Thank God, the post was out after two and a half hours. Appointments made on the assumption of a short repair were looming, so it was off to do a quote and then back to the post. Re-digging a hole should be easy, but when you’ve filled it with cement it’s a different story. Out with the big big drill, diamond core bit, water to keep it cool, and what do you get?? MUD.
Drill two inches, hand down the hole into the quicksand/facial mud to clear the rubble, hand up the core drill to clear rocks and debris, wash hand and arm, drill two inches…. After half an hour of that, get out drop saw and cut post to new length so don’t have to do it for another half hour. Set post lines, cement post, remount gate, replace first panel, pack the van, notice new post not quite in line, adjust… hang on, it shouldn’t be that easy to adjust…. it appears there was too much mud in the hole. The quickset wasn’t quicksetting. Uh oh.
Time to go to two more quotes, not certain the post will dry over night, pull the post out!
Tomorrow’s a new day, we’ll start again.
My workmate rang to say no broken bones, just weak ligaments and muscles (or something like that, couldn’t quite hear..), so he’ll be fine.

soul soothing
The sunset looked good, so diverted to the beach to enjoy it.