Train Station

When you're a big train buff and you have railroad tracks running 100 feet from the house and you no longer have a porch to hang your swing from and your a welding teacher, what do you do with your swing? You build a train station swing support, naturally. The design is similar to the platforms that would have been found next to the stations back when railroad architecture was something really impressive. After I designed it, two students did most of the work.

The idea going in was to have something nice for myself and to enter the finished product in the Lincoln Electric Welding Contest. The work involved was a little complicated. The circles on the ends are flat stock that is rolled the hard way. The arms coming out to the edge of the roof line are two pieces of angle bent into a nice curve and welded back to back. Not the easiest thing to do - especially if you want nice smooth curves and eight pieces all alike. The top has a 4x4 running full length with screw eyes to hang the swing from.

The project came out exceptionally well and the two boys won the top prize for the Midwest division in the contest. I don't spend a lot of time sitting in the swing but it's a nice place to sit when your taking a break. I need to invent some type of force field to put around it to keep the skeeters away in the evening. Then I'd really have something.

Barn Door

Continuing with the theme of government jobs, here's a photo of the service door going into my shop. The door's made out of 2x6's and set into a steel frame. The window is an angle iron frame with a little jazzed up ironwork. The door faces south, so it's hard to keep a finish on it but I give it a coat of varnish every year or so. The inside stays nice because it's out of the sunlight. This project I had to work on after school for the most part. I also had to get a little help from the former woodworking teacher, Mr. McDowell. Having very little woodworking experience at that time, I thought it prudent to seek out professional help. The inscription is a quote from Elbert Hubbard. After deciding to go with Hubbard's inscription and his design of the lettering, I forged a carving tool and went to work.


















Hubbard was a serious player in the Arts and Crafts movement 100 years ago. His Roycroft Shops manufactured items out of wood, copper and iron. They also published The Philistine magazine and books, many of which featured fine leather bindings and hand illumination. Many of the books were of original Hubbard material and others were reprints of classical works by the great orators and philosophers. In Hubbard's New American Bible I came across Robert Ingersoll for the first time. There's another real interesting individual, by the way. I also picked up a copy of Hubbard's The Message to Garcia a few years back. It's a short inspirational book that also happens to be the fifth most widely published book of all time.

I got a chance to visit the Roycroft Shops in East Aurora, New York about a year ago. There are three or four buildings and a statue of the Fra himself that you can check out. If you're a fan of the Arts and Craft movement, as I am, you should definitely stop there if you're at all close. You can also tour the home of Millard Fillmore while you're there.

So I'm kind of proud of my door but Hubbard built a whole community and Fillmore, by the way, built his own house in East Aurora. I'm such a piker.

Fresh Dirt

I rode the bicycle to work yesterday. It was a beautiful spring day - a little breezy - but a good day to be outside. On the way home, just about every farm field I passed was either being tilled up, sprayed, planted or had just recently been so. When I came to an intersection, a semi pulling a flatbed loaded with tanks of farm spray passed me and right behind the big truck was a pickup with a kid who looked to be about thirteen in the saddle. I couldn't help but smile when I saw him.

Since I'm not in the farm game, I forgot how much farm kids are involved in the business at an early age. My brothers and I were all driving something around as soon as we were able to reach the pedals. Hell, we were sitting on the old man's lap and steering the old pickup when we were only five or six. No seat belts, no air bags, no collapsible steering columns, nothing. Simpler times, that's for sure. There are still lots of risks on the farm and way too many young kids are injured every year but I still remember all the fun we had as kids growing up in the country.

When I got home, Mr. and Mrs. Farmer were tag teaming my property, her chisel plowing and him planting twelve rows at a time. They got it finished last evening and it's raining this morning. It was nice heading down the lane and seeing the freshly tilled black dirt and the big John Deere sitting next to the barn. Things have really changed over the last 40 or 50 years, but the thirteen year old kid helping with the planting is still the same.

Outhouse

I taught a construction class a few years back and had the boys construct this outhouse for the wife. It's actually a potting shed for all of her gardening tools. Before we moved in there was a trailer parked out back for the mother in law or some such thing. There was even a sidewalk going to the spot. Since it looked kind of funny to have a sidewalk just stop dead in the yard, I figured it would be a great place to park a little shed. Also, it's probably in about the same spot the real outhouse was years back so it looks right at home.

One of the real perks of being a shop teacher is having a big, warm place to work and a crew to help with the building. Of course if you don't like the outcome, you really can't blame anyone but yourself. The students always like building these kind of projects, however. It's fun work and I usually try to throw in some little custom touches to spiff things up a little, like the carpenter gothic barge boards on the outhouse. Making cool stuff while you're on the clock, is hard to beat. Especially when you don't even have to try and hide it. Some days I almost feel guilty when I go home.

Trailers For Sale Or Rent

Roger Miller, I'm not. King of the Road, I'm not. But a Big Time Fabricator or BTF, I am. Because of this, it's trailer time once again. The red trailer is a dump trailer I made a couple of years ago from plans from Northern Tool and Equipment. It's a 5x10 and I'm real happy with how it came out. The only thing is, I didn't have the hydraulics when I was putting the finishing touches on it. I bought the cylinder and pump right after taking it home but never got around to finishing it up. Sounds like familiar refrain, doesn't it? Anyway, I picked up the control valve and some fittings the other day, took it to school and got the cylinder mounted up and then pulled it back home because I've got another trailer for the boys to work on. This one appears to have started life as some type of camper but is really rough. The boys were already working on it before I remembered to get a picture of it. It will be a challenge to make something out of it at all, but especially to get it done before school's out. In the meantime, I'll try to get the pump and valve for mine bolted up at home and then pull it back in to school to get the hoses on after the other one goes out the door. I'm looking for the old trailer twofer. Then it's back to work on completing the midget and the motorcycle.

Blossom Dearie

Not the recently departed jazz singer Blossom Dearie, but the apple trees that are blossoming now. It was an absolutely wonderful weekend here and of course I managed to screw up my back about a week ago, which didn't sit well with me. Or stand well. Or bend over well. But things are finally blooming and even cutting the grass is a pleasure, other than the stabbing pains in the lower back when I hit a bump, that is.

The photo on the top is a Haralson apple and the photo on the bottom is a crabapple. I need to figure out what to do with all the little crabapples that make a mess in the fall but the spring blossoms sure are pretty. The peach trees are just starting to blossom while the redbuds and the lilacs are in full bloom. My magnolias are done already but were lovely while they lasted. So now that spring is in air a man's thoughts turn to, you guessed it, making things.

I'm trying to put the finishing touches on about a half dozen of the projects I've started. I've got to be one of the greatest starters of all time. If only I was even a mediocre finisher. I know my wife would certainly like that. But progress is being made and as soon as I get off of injured reserve, the show will go on.

IMSTEA Super Mileage Challenge

Even though we crashed our high mileage car in practice, the team went to Indy on Monday, just the same. Other than the wind, it was a perfect day to be at the racetrack. For some of the students it was the their first chance to see a high mileage car in action. There were roughly forty schools represented with mileage numbers for those who made the three required runs, between 1293 miles per gallon and 101 mpg. Besides the wide range of mileage numbers, the range of solutions presented was just about as wide. Some of the cars were very well thought out and others looked like they were thrown together with whatever they had laying around. In addition to the cars powered by the 3-1/2 horse Briggs and Stratten engines, this year they had a few entries in the new experimental class. These included a couple of electric powered cars as well as diesel and hydrogen fueled cars. So there was a lot for my students to see and take in and we grilled some hamburgers, which is always a good thing. Plus, a day at the racetrack always trumps a day at school.

The next step is to decide what I'm going to do with this deal. I was planning on turning the project over to someone else but I'm not sure I can find someone else willing to do all that is required. I'm not real happy about bailing out on the team but if you've been reading this blog for any length of time, you know I'm spread pretty thin. I would like to see the kind of mileage we could get if we actually took a more serious approach. The rules require you to build a new car or make significant changes every two years. We usually start from scratch every two years, so we're always starting over. This gives the students who are involved lots of good experience but doesn't improve the mileage like it should. If you get a good baseline car built and continually make the detail improvements, you should be able to keep your mileage numbers creeping upward. This seems to be the approach of all the teams with high mileage numbers.

We've got a month of school left and a couple of guys want to work on the car, so I think we'll go that route. We'll try to get as much done as possible and then put the finishing touches on it as soon as school starts next year. It should be a lot easier to find someone else to take over the show if they have a finished car for their first year as faculty advisor.