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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Our friend Frank the LoggerIn search of a tent we went first to our friend Frank. Frank built his own home and he's a big believer in pursuing your dreams. So when we asked if he had an outfitters tent we could borrow he looked at us in his Frank way and said "Yeah, what for?" After hearing our plan he scrunched up his face with a thoughtful look and said "Oh, you guys don't want to live in a tent. Why don't you just build yourself a shed like mine here and live in something like that? Only took me 4 days to build." We went home and thought about it. We would need to double the size, his was only 12x12. We knew what we would use for rafters but that still involved buying lumber for walls, roofing materials, etc. We decided we needed to go back to the tent idea. When we went back to Frank he still didn't want to see us living in a tent. *"As it happens", Frank had a pile of big logs he was thinking about using to make himself a garage. *"As it happens", those logs were stacked in Franks wood yard right next to his SAWMILL. *"As it happens", Frank offered to give us all those logs. *"As it happens", Frank wanted to let us use his sawmill to make them into lumber. At this point it became apparant that our plans were beginning to take on a life of their own. So we let go of the tent plan and adopted the shed plan. We still had a lot of work ahead of us to convince the bank to take a risk on our project. When it came time to make our presentation, we wanted to have as many supplies gathered as possible to show them just how serious we were. We had to prove that we could gather the materials we needed for the house which included stone and wood, and show them a design that would meet the criteria for a house built "to code", and now we were adding milling logs into boards and designing a shed to the mix. With Sam working all day during the week, this left late nights and weekends to accomplish the goal. Starting right then in mid March we began to put every spare minute toward the task at hand. Every Saturday and Sunday as well as every evening after Sam got off work were filled. Some nights we would meet over at Franks place to mill wood and some nights we were up late in front of the computer finding pricing for building supplies we had never heard of. I would price and price and price things while Sam would be sitting at the dining room table with a great big fat book about International Residential Codes. Of all the things we had to do to get ready for that bank presentation it was the brain work that was the hardest. The physical labor we were doing was tiring but made us feel so alive. We were learning and doing so many new things. Life was busy but most certainly exciting. Frank continued to play a big role in our success. He had taken us under his wing. Time and time again it was his grin that spurred on our far fetched plans. He provided us with that initial wood supply and added so much more as time went on. He loaned us the use of his trailer for pulling trees out of the woods. He taught us how to use his sawmill. Frank was intrumental in helping us get to where we are today. One thing though, the next time Frank says "Only took me 4 days"......I will be asking A LOT more questions!!! ![]() { Last Page } { Page 40 of 65 } { Next Page } |
My husband and I along with our 3 children, moved from Iowa to Montana 3 years ago fulfilling a long time dream of living in the mountains. Last summer we purchased and moved onto our bare land and are currently living in our home made cabin which has evolved from a shed to a barn to our cabin and future guest house. The foundation for what we now call "The big house" is dug and waiting for our next burst of energy!
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