Recently the man who is our plumber up here in cottage country, called Tim, came to do a small job today. We got to talking about the place and its peculiarities. This place, a cottage, originally with three bedrooms was built in 1969-70…and Tim remembers coming down here with his uncle the plumber when he was a boy of 6…. and being enlisted to don oversized hip waders to drag out the old water system water intake hose and feed on skids that was submerged in Georgian Bay for non-drinking water supply in the Spring when the bay was cold and of course taken in around this time of year. We had the local obligatory conversation about Georgian Bay water levels. High water at the last time was 1986. The shore has retreated about 80 feet. In other places around here it has drawn back five hundred feet.
Tim also remarked as we discussed renovating the kitchen about my late father talking about digging paths in the crawlspace under the cottage. Tim had brought along his son Jeremy, who is a mature man and is probably transitioning to take over all of the plumbing business….I laughed and spoke up to tell Tim that I did the digging under the cottage to lower the ground level for scrambling around under there. “I was 17 and it felt like I was in The Great Escape, digging and scraping and filling buckets with the waste ground and dragging it over to a small access window in the foundation wall and passing it out to my Dad.” Tim laughed. “Your Dad said he dug it out, anyway it is a good space to work in, not hard to get around at all.” A lot of places have crawl spaces that make plumbing difficult. Tim and his son are both over 6 feet tall.
So we will look at some re-insulation down there in the Spring and some moves in the kitchen next year as well.