In search of lumber

We journied in this rusty, egg-splattered van to Zion's Crossroads in an attempt to get some real lumber and not that stuff Lowe's tries to sell you.



We drove through thick wet snow that coated the trees and grass along the highway.



Zion's Crossroads is an industrial park area at the intersection of route 15 and I-64. We were looking for Northland Forest Products.



Northland Forest Products was a huge and anonymous expanse of gravel and warehouses. It appeared deserted, but we finally found someone who could point us towards the shed that had the lumber we were looking for. Maverick (names changed to protect the inept) quickly realized there was not going to be enough cherry and switched over to the maple that I was looking for. It took some quick thinking to figure out how much and which pieces of the rough lumber we needed.



After heated discussion and negotiation we loaded the lumber into the van. (Notice the lawn chair that I rode in.)



It's hard to believe that this is more than $600 of lumber. We stacked it with spacers in Maverick's shop and will now wait a few weeks for it to acclimate to the humidity and temperature in the shop. This may be overkill, but Maverick thinks it's important. It probably can't hurt.

Why would I want to document my own incompetence?

Good question. Perhaps I will be inspired to be slightly less incompentent than usual. Follow this blog as Maverick (names changed to protect the inept) and I take raw lumber and attempt to create a couple of platform beds.