I'll build your bridge over troubled waters...

I got you singing a little Simon & Garfunkel even if those aren't the correct lyrics...

 

We are building a bridge, 2 of them to be exact. From our newly exposed trailer frame. The Greek already has one successful trailer-frame bridge on his property, and we are adding more. He even came to prepare the frame for transporting down the hill.

 

He isn't this angry looking in real life, he was posing for a picture.

Iron Worker doing what he does best.

 

In the meantime, the rest of us tried to quickly remove the last bit of flooring.

 

Almost done!

And we finally finished tearing apart the strange room attached to the back of the frame:

NOTICE: The Sleeveless one is wearing multiple sleeves in this picture.

 Eventually, the Greek came back to see if there was more frame that needed cut. He helped carry the last pieces of the trailer to and fro.

The To

The Fro

 

Underneath all of that junk was this piece of art:

 

I tried to go all Instagram on this one.

The Greek has quite a collection.

 

The final piece of flooring being removed:

Clearly, he is in awe of something.

Back to the bridges:

RobSr.- Steel Cutter

Father and Son lifting steel

Putting the tail end on top of the front end for easy transport.

 

I know you think cutting steel might be an easy task, but don't underestimate it. There were a few casualties:

 

They were good Sawzaw blades...

 

Now it's time to move the frames forward so that we can work on the pile of dirt that was left:

I suppose that is the beauty of big trucks.

With the trailer frame out of the way, C was able to construct this circle of fun:

As we closed up the shop for the day we ventured to the Greek's house to say our goodbyes. We also noticed this...

Like father, like daughter

Good fashion.

I don't have anything to post for Sunday. Basically, we just tried to clean up a bit. RobSr. and the Greek plotted the best way to transport the bridges down the hill. Stay tuned for that.

 

I have concluded the following:

 

You can never have too many bricks, or too many garbage cans, apparently.