Emily’s granddad gave me his words of wisdom on plumbing. He said, “Always remember, hot is on the left and %#@* runs down hill.” This weekend, we came a little closer to testing each of those rules. Thus far, we have…uh…been becoming closer to mother-nature in a special way.
So, that gets old pretty quickly as you might guess and we are so ready for real plumbing. The distance from the cabin to the septic tank is around 90 feet. I dug about 60 or so feet by hand but I just didn’t have the heart to finish it and really, I wanted it to be 3 feet deep rather than 2. A friend of mine took pity on me. You see, said friend owns an excavator and generously volunteered to come out and help me dig a proper trench for the waste line. We started around 7:30 and had it dug pretty quickly. In fact, we had all of the pipe glued together and buried in place before lunch. That’s even including the obligatory trip to the plumbing store to get missing parts. PVC pipe is really great but not flexible so when you need a 22.5 degree elbow, a 45 degree elbow just won’t work.
Emily brought us some Taco Bell and my friend and I ate too many bean burritos and tacos. After a quick lunch, we dug a second trench to install the clean water line from the cistern to the house. The water pipe I bought is rated to 200 psi which is capable of being directly buried and all that, but I decided to bury it within a PVC conduit just to give another protective layer to the water pipe from which we will hopefully be drinking. We kept digging (close to the house which was a little scary) and had another 3 foot trench dug and water line reburied by supper time.
There is still plenty of work to do, but we are much closer to testing whether we suitably followed both rules of plumbing. I especially hope we got the second rule right!