So, are you in your house yet?

Without a doubt this is the most asked question I get from the far reaches of Asia, America, NZ, and Oxford.

It’s a valid question given that we’ve been building for four years, have a daughter, day jobs, a quarter acre garden, have installed hundreds of metres of fencing, drainage ditches and have large piles of logs, rocks and soil that are in continuous motion. Plus, last spring Karen did a university math course and we recently added a massive chicken coop and 100 laying hens to our budding micro-farm [more on that in the next post]. But enough self-inflation, hedging, and lame excuses. The answer to the question is yes, sort of, but not entirely. Since May 6, we’ve been legally slumbering in the monastic environs of the ground floor of our house, while upstairs it’s still a dusty Sagrada Familia.

Since it’s been a year since I posted an update, I’m going to favour economy over wit and give you a top-level summary of Sept 2017-Nov 2018 in the form of a photo essay below, followed by the inevitable bulleted list of work. Sure, I could wax on lyrically for pages about where our shit goes when we flush the toilet or earthen floor oils and the Brinell hardness test [which really is interesting]. But I’ll leave that for a one on one over pints.

Despite upcoming Christmas partying, our aim is to have the final inspection on the whole house done in April 2019, exactly five months from today. I reckon we have about 80 days of work left so some 15-20 days per month give or take. This should be just about doable if we keep hard at the coalface. I also need to build a farm stand before our chickens start to lay in Feb but that’s merely a weekend job [famous last words].

The critical path to final house inspection involves:

  • Final upstairs wall plaster
  • Final upstairs earthen floors
  • Build stairway railings
  • Install toilet and sink
  • Build and install interior doors
  • Final electrical work upstairs [mostly lights and plug sockets]
  • Exterior roof soffits
  • Gable end cedar siding
  • Final lime-sand plaster
  • Take down all scaffolding
  • Storm drain system
  • Final heat pump installation
  • South patio door landing to meet Code requirements.

Assuming we get it done, Casa de Mac-West will be open for layabouts from far and near starting late spring 2019 so start planning your holidays!


Massive holes for the septic and pump tanks. It took me a week to shoot elevations and then dig these with my neighbour’s small excavator


Craning in the 6,000 litre septic tank


Securing the septic pump tank to concrete blocks so it won’t float in the ground during the winter when the water table comes up


Head works of the septic system


Septic waste line in the trench to the septic drip field from the 4000 litre pump tank


70 metres from the house is the septic drip line field manifold. The septic drip lines run about 30m to the right through the forest to a similar manifold at the other end of the drip field, with a return line for flushing the system.


Large cob turds waiting to be laid in the main room floor


Laying the final lounge earthen floor


Tiling the mudroom floor right over a rough cob base


Swedish Allback boiled linseed oil and Finico tung oil for oiling the earthen floor


Putting on the first coat of oil


The main room oiled, hardened, and ready for a light sanding and waxing


Waxing the hardened, sanded earthen floor with German Osmo PolyX floor wax


Taking time out for a Christmas holiday winter walk


Preparing to tile the main floor loo


Karen doing the Ikea thing


Space for the all important dishwasher


The Douglas fir breakfast bar countertop knocked together from our site-cut lumber


Prepping the kitchen counter for laying the cob top


Sink area ready for cob


Laying the cob on the counter


A side counter top made from Douglas fir 2×4 off cuts


Appliances in. Yes, that whole thing on the left is a fridge. It holds massive amounts of garden veg [and beer] and only uses about 350kWh per year. Best of all I don’t have to bend down to see into the back corner. A few steps to the left in the mudroom we have a large chest deep freeze.


The finished kitchen. It will never be this clean again.




Bathroom sink cabinet we made from our site-cut fir


Putting up a fir pocket door for the loo


Meanwhile, out in our power shed, here’s the three filter and UV water purification system


Outside work needing doing


Over 50 excavator loads to move all of those branches in the pile on the left


One evening I decided to install a Roman brush drain across the slope below our house to cut off sub-surface winter water flow. Once buried it’s invisible. Will it work?


Upstairs when we moving into the ground floor – lots of work to do.


But then we did a bit of this. Check out that Hemlock tongue and groove ceiling.


And some of this


And this [including recruiting Helen and Fumi from the UK!]


And we got to this – final office wall plaster



Shower wall tile and pan awaiting tile by Gabriola’s Tile Steve


Building a raised blueberry bed in the garden. With the machine, probably 100ml of diesel and an hour we dug the trench, filled it with alder, and buried it ready for planting. By any reckoning that’s judicious use of fossil fuels.


A few of Karen’s strawberries


Waterlines and power line to the future shed site near the garden


I took some time out to make bows and arrows and give Mia and her friends archery lessons


What do you reckon Mia, will we get there?


Sept 2017-Nov 2018 – Blow-by-Blow

  • I installed an entirely new septic system after the first system failed [and we almost ended up in court with the installer] – no need to pick that scab
  • Ground floor interior wall plaster
  • Tiled the mudroom, bathroom and front entrance floors
  • Jan 2018, took the local authority building inspector to task to get a conditional occupancy permit for the ground floor, which involved a very long checklist of hoops to jump through: the final engineer’s report, final electrical, installing a ‘bulkhead’ to separate the upstairs and downstairs, replace some windows with tempered glass, strip off plaster and tile around the tub, and final inspection of the downstairs.
  • Final earthen floor layers, oiling and waxing
  • Installed kitchen cabinets and appliances and built custom earthen and Douglas fir kitchen countertops
  • Final electrical – plug sockets, lights etc.
  • Built a bathroom pocket door, bathroom cabinet and fir cradle for our salvaged cast iron tub
  • Packed up our rental house
  • Final downstairs inspection and Conditional Occupancy Permit – issued 11 April 2018
  • 6 May 2018 – we moved in!
  • Hemlock tongue and groove wood on the entire upstairs ceiling
  • Lathed upstairs interior walls.
  • Karen planted about 300 metres of veg and we planted 30 metres of blueberries in raised beds
  • Made custom Douglas fir window slabs for a dozen upstairs windows.
  • Cut a waterline and powerline trench 60 metres from our power shed to the future location of our garden shed-barn / wash station / photovoltaic site near the garden [to be built spring 2019].
  • Moved many tonnes of logs, tree stumps, branches and cleared the area between the house and garden for eventual creation of a perennial food forest
  • Upstairs interior rough wall plaster
  • Sheathed upstairs library walls
  • Upstairs shower construction and tile
  • Finished plaster in upstairs office
  • Finished earthen floor in the upstairs office
  • Panelled bathroom walls
  • Bought 100 heritage breed chicks to brood upstairs in Mia’s room and at our neighbour’s house
  • Built a 240 square foot / 22 m2 chicken coop complete with a gravity powered rainwater system
  • Installed 660 feet / 200 metres of deer fencing to complete a 2 acre / 0.80 hectare deer-free enclosure for food growing
  • Completed a farm business plan and applied for farm status for BC taxation
  • Surveyed and dug new drainage trenching and bucked up and stacked six cords of firewood
  • Built upstairs bathroom cabinet

100,000 Staples and 26 Tonnes of Plaster and Still Counting



Back in the day before drywall, also known as plasterboard in the UK or the brand ‘sheetrock’ in the US, interior walls of most houses were lath and plaster. Lath is simply wood strips nailed across wall studs and separated by about a finger space. When plastered over, the plaster oozes through the space and keys into the lath, hooking over the back.

It’s a building method descended from wattle and daub, found in many ancient buildings in the British Isles and European continent, which used sticks and thick cob plaster. My old 1890s flat in Shepherd’s Bush, London, had lath and plaster walls which were exposed when the landlord gutted the place. There’s a good chance the lath was old growth Douglas Fir from the British Columbia coast, which became a major lumber supplier to the UK during the Victoria building boom.

In the post-War period, people stopped building with lath and plaster, favouring the uniformity and speed of standardized sheet goods such as drywall on the inside and plywood on the outside. Time=labour=money while construction waste is externalized to the biosphere so nobody builds commercially with lath and plaster anymore.

Fortunately, we’re building a home with a two-century time horizon not a cookie-cutter commodity to flip or a fly-by-night house built to be chucked in a landfill site like a disposable coffee cup. So, after the big insulation blow we spent a month or three ripping lath, toasting at least one Bosch [all brand no quality action] table saw, and then air stapling it over the entire house inside and out. We even incorporated some old growth Doug Fir lath salvaged from the old 1927 Gabriola Island north end school house, (later the Women’s Institute) when it was renovated into the Gabriola Arts and Heritage Centre in 2016-17.

Once caged in lath, we then began what turned into month long job of applying the ¾” / 20mm exterior base coat of plaster. This is a lime-stabilized earthen plaster consisting of clay dug out of a hole near the garden, coarse sand, a small amount of lime putty and chopped straw. Cheers to Chris Magwood, Jen Feigin, Jacob Deva Racusin, James Henderson and Mike Henry for advice on the mix.

In all we laid on 207 cubic feet / 5.9 cubic metres, or about 11,000 kg, of plaster, one handful at a time. Over this will go a thin earth-lime layer and then a final lime-sand layer. On the inside the base layer is a pure clay-sand-straw mix. The main floor walls sucked up about 282 cubic feet / 8 cubic metres, or about 15,000 kg of plaster. I’m guessing that by the time we’re done there will be about 40-45 tonnes of plaster on the house, inside and out. The final interior surface is a thin finish coat of tinted clay-sand-horse manure plaster. All this heavy lifting was done with the help of many other hands including Kevan and John, who put in many hours, my parents and Karen’s mum and others.

So why lath and plaster you may rightly ask? There are many reasons. We wanted to avoid high carbon sheet goods, especially drywall, which is made from mined gypsum, and the toxic chemicals that go into OSB, plywood, drywall and commercially manufactured drywall mud. Plaster has also allowed us to avoided using an excessive amount of plastic-based vapour barriers and tapes. In terms of performance and good building science, with plaster on both the interior and exterior we’ve created a building envelope that is air-tight and yet vapour open, thus enabling the walls to dry to the inside or outside should moisture find its way into the walls, which is all but inevitable in any house. This ability to dry is one element that separates durable buildings with centuries-long life spans from disposable modern structures often infested with black mould and rot.

We also like the idea of building using as many low-carbon, site-sourced and local materials as possible, which could return to the earth. Lastly, while hard work, plastering is both fun and highly satisfying. The result is a beautiful hand-sculpted wall filled with the texture and joy of the humans who made it.

It’s hard to say that about drywall.


Starting to lathe the outside



Karen ripping lath


Sifting site clay


Making clay slip


Chopping straw


Precious lime putty


North wall earth-lime base coat


Northwest corner with lathe ready to plaster


Laying it on


East wall base coat


Upper north base coat


Plaster keying through the backside of lath


Paintings about to be forever encased in plaster, oh and a pepper


West side


Yeah, she’s a climber


Salvaged old growth Doug fir lath from the old Gabriola north end school house




Karen and mum going the lounge base coat


It’s so wee and Japanese


Lower bedroom finish coat


Oh yeah, that’s some finish coat


Plaster colour samples


If you’ve had a newborn you know what this is. Or it’s plaster.


Lounge wall.


When not to do plaster ingredient volume calculations


















10,000 romance novels and the big blow [job]


With the crappest job in the world under our belts, we moved on to insulating the walls.

The original plan was to insulate with light straw clay (LSC), as we did with our power shed, which by the way is featured on the cover of the hot-off-the-press Essential Light Straw Clay by Lydia Doleman.

LSC is an outstanding infill material, turning agricultural waste and clay slip into a carbon sequestering, fire resistant insulation that can last for centuries as evidenced by ancient half-timbered, straw-clay wall systems across the UK and northwestern Europe. The downside is the huge amount of work in the volumes we’d have needed and it dries at about 1” per week in summer conditions. So in the end, only being ready to insulate in Nov during the onset of wet winter gales, timing conspired against us.

So what to do?

Pulped fiction to the rescue.

We switched to dense pack blown-in cellulose insulation. ‘Cellulose’ insulation is basically recycled shredded novels, newspapers and office paper mixed with non-toxic borate as a fire, insect and mould deterrent. This stuff is hard to beat. At R 3.8 / RSI 0.67 per inch it’s more than twice as insulative as LCS or straw bale, which are also cellulose but with fewer air pockets and thus less insulative. Blown cellulose reuses a land-fill bound waste product and it sequesters carbon, which is vital to minimizing the embodied carbon and climate change contribution of our house. It’s also very fast to install and when dense packed it also slows air movement through walls while managing moisture very well.

We stapled and lightly glued agricultural floating row cover to the wall studs and then blew and blew and blew. In a couple of days we’d pump 247 bags into the walls – some 2790 kg of recycled paper. On the main floor with the 16” insulation cavity this gives us about R60 / RSI 10.57 and upstairs the 12” cavity provides about R45 / RSI 8.03. This [pun intended] blows the BC Building Code and its R24 / RSI 13.6 out of the water.

But did I mention that it was the dustiest job in the world?

Next up, we get plastered!


Karen stapling on floating row cover


Ready for the big blow





Feeding the machine





Warm and snuggly





Roof Insulation – the crappest job on any build


Did you say it was 29C today? Lovely, I’ll slip into my swimmers.

By late August 2016, with the daytime highs pushing 30C, the crappest job on the build – insulating the roof – reared its foul head.

Roof insulation is the toque of a house and with the roof generally being the biggest potential source of home heat loss – like a bald man in a Winnipeg winter – it pays to go for a big Canuck toque not a wimpy Antipodean beanie.

The building code minimum for roof insulation here in BC, including up north where they ice fish, is R40 / RSI 7.04 / Metric U 0.14. Good but not amazing. However roof insulation in a cathedral ceiling design isn’t easily upgraded so I opted to go well above the code minimum. The steep bits of the roof are insulated to R58 / RSI 10.21 / Metric U 0.097, the dormer roof is R66 / RSI 11.62 / Metric U 0.086 and the entire midline of the roof at the high point is insulated to between R80 and R120 / RSI 14.09 to 21.13 / Metric U 0.071 to 0.047.

In all we stuffed about 400 batts of Roxul mineral wool insulation into the roof bays and took great pains to fill the gaps between each timber in the trusses. Clad in long sleeves, hats and facemasks it was a like rolling around in stinging nettles for five days and without a doubt it was the hottest, itchiest and generally most rubbish part of the build to date.

After insulating, drawing deep from the well of Karen’s Girl Guide folding skills, we installed a high spec Majpell vapour barrier from Siga in Switzerland, taping and sealing every joint, penetration and individual staple hole, leaving an airtight and vapour proof barrier.

It was a crap job but we somebodies had to do it. And the worst bit was I left my best tape measure somewhere in the insulation.



Five days with my head up there


Recyling lumber straps into insulation straps


Heat shield for the chimney flue


400 batts later…


Rolling out the Siga Majpell vapour barrier




The Earthen Floor Epic, Part I

In a catch-up post from 2016, I promised you’d get to see Mia laying the base layer for our upstairs earthen floor. Well here it is:


If you’re wondering what these nut bars are up to laying a mud floor in their new house [the building inspector certainly was], rest assured that we are only at the rough base layer stage right now but here’s what we are hoping for when we get to the final, tinted earthen floor layers later this summer:

These fine floors are the work of Sukita Reay Crimmel, author of New Society’s Earthen Floors. I had the pleasure of giving her a lift through the mountains and desert of New Mexico in 2015 and bending her ear about earthen floors. She tried to get out of the car but we were driving at 70 miles per hour.

However, I wish I’d have listen more closely to her words about testing as we had a few problems with our initial ground floor sub-floor mix that we later sorted out once I revisited her book. But rather than me blathering on about it in words, you can watch me blather on about it here and how it went oh so wrong and then oh so right.

When we get to the final floors this coming summer, I’ll give you much more detail about how they are laid, the huge benefits, the challenges and how they are finished.

Until then, here are some fun photos of playing in the mud [and really sore knees].


Karen whacking straw for the cob


Karen, Grandma and Mia mixing cob


The mix that later cracked. Too thick, too much clay and not enough sand and fibre


Concrete pad and make-up air intake for the wood stove


Barley sprouting as the cob dries


Prepping height sticks for the main room base layer


Living room floor prepped and ready for the cob base layer


Bubble material to reduce the probability of cracking around the posts


Wood stove air in-take pipe goes under the floor and out through the wall.


Mia being swallowed by a massive pile of cob


Laying the base layer in the living room


You can’t keep John away from this stuff


Mia checking the elevation of her section of floor


John and Mia in the kitchen


The last bits of a seven hour continuous pour of the living room and kitchen cob sub-floor


Karen mixing a 20 bucket load of cob with the rototiller


Oh my


Moving material with the venerable Ford


Mia’s addition to her bedroom sub-floor


Karen and John laying the sub-floor in our upstairs project room


Oh yeah


Floor eye’s view



Rise over Run


Sitting on my first set of stairs

As the flowers bloomed in April, I was scratching a bald spot thinking through my first-ever set of stairs.

It’s all about rise and run and the permanence of up and down. So, to ensure the up and down didn’t move, I poured a small concrete pad as a support for a 6X12″ Douglas fir stair landing I dowelled together out of a spare ceiling joist. From this rock-solid base and a fixed first step height from what will be the final main level earthen floor, I had an unchangeable rise to the upstairs floor level.

After that it was relatively easy to calculate the rise and run of the steps and layout and cut doubled-up 2X12” stair stringers that support the sides of the stairs and hold the treads.

These I built out of 3” thick Douglas fir slabs from our mill pile, planed by our two WOOFERs, Ben and Ash, who hail from Devon in SW England. I glued and screwed the beefy treads to the stringers, which in turn are supported by notches I chainsawed into the roundwood posts. The stringers are also lag bolted to the 6X12″ floor joists above, just to be sure. It’s all about 5X stronger than required and I’m very happy about it as I don’t like squeaks. If this explanation made no sense whatsoever then just look at the pictures below.

Ash returned to England after a week but Ben, the son of an old friend from the edge of Dartmoor, stayed on for six weeks and helped me frame out much of the upstairs interior walls. I also gave him a chainsaw lesson and set him loose with our neighbour’s excavator. He moved rocks, bucked up a mountain of firewood and weed whacked in the garden. I think he had a blast.



Pouring the landing pad



Nice flat concrete with bolts for the landing


The landing sub structure


Drilling holes to dowel and bolt the landing slab together


Ben lowering the landing


Ash steading from above


We have the rise and we have the run


Planing the stair treads


Starting to flatted


Treads ready to cut


The stringer layout tools


The first 2X12″ stringer laid out and cut


All four identical stringers


Installing the first pair



Looking level


Chainsawed rest for the stringers. I’m pretty happy with that cut done from a ladder


Stringers resting on the ledge at the correct angle


Gluing and screwing the stringers to double them up


One double


Lag bolted to the joist and resting on the ledge




Completed stair edge from the front entrance


Nice Doug fir for the bare feet


No more ladders to the upstairs!


Framing out the upstairs interior walls


Ben bucking up firewood for the winter of 2017-18


Ben and John bucking wood from both ends



Right on Time


Mia up for the challenge

In my last blog post, just the other day six months ago, I spilled some virtual ink catching up on the summer and autumn of 2015 in a post that was like an iPhone 6, instantly obsolete and contributing little of value to your life.

A half a year later and I’m a full twelve months behind on updates so I’m going to make a year at the high-performance house building coalface vanish in a [not so] tight 3,000 words spread over a few posts along with a raft of photos [which is all people really want anyway]. I’ll try to be witty but what can you do when so much of it is just about insulation,  and cross-bracing and high spec sealing tape?

So, casting back to 2015, after we got the metal roof on last October I took off to New Mexico for a Natural Building Colloquium, hanging out in the mountains west of the Trinity A-bomb blast site with people who eat plaster for breakfast and build entire houses from clay, straw and sweat.


Mum cutting vapour barrier in posh shoes

While I was away my amazing 70-something parents spent three days on their hands and knees on fractured drain rock putting down the impermeable sub-floor vapour barrier in our house and meticulously sealing it around every concrete peer with $80 a roll tape. The barrier is twenty times less permeable than the building code requires and is so tough you can drive construction equipment over it. I can’t overstate how vital this job is to the performance and comfort of our house, how much this sort of job isn’t my cup of tea and how brilliant my parents did with the sealing and detailing. They asked for a ‘substantial and important job’ and so they got it. They still have sore knees.

By the end of the year I’d laid down 6 inches / 15 cm of expanded polystyrene (EPS) foam insulation over the barrier providing thermal resistance of Imperial R24 / RSI 4.23 / U0.23. I have deep ambivalence about using EPS ‘expanded foam’ – the stuff ‘disposable’ [as in last for 1,000 years] coffee cups in the bottom of landfill sites used to be made of. It’s substantially less bad than the rigid pink or blue extruded polystyrene (XPS) foam, which uses much more potent greenhouse gasses during manufacture. But at the end of the day all foam insulation is basically petroleum-based plastic soaked in fire retardant, as are so many commercial building products. This stuff pains me and buying a truck load of the stuff pained me even more.


The sub-floor EPS cross to bear.

I contemplated using Rockboard, a firm mineral wool board from Roxul, but it is hard to  find and unaffordable at nearly six times the price of EPS, which also had the advantage of being manufactured locally near Vancouver. A better natural option I learned about too late in the game was hempcrete or ‘hemp lime’ [lime mixed with the inner part of hemp plants], which would have been worth considering for the sub-floor and the walls. It may well appear in the next project and I like it so much that I commissioned this book.

On the upside, despite the billions of foamy balls which plugged and burned out our borrowed vacuum, and the child sacrifice screeching sound when I cut it that had Karen in hysterics, substantial EPS sub-floor insulation over an impermeable barrier results in a bone-dry floor with a very slow rate of heat loss to the earth. This is the absolute inverse of the half-subterranean, damp, stone floor-over-bare earth deep freeze that Mia lived in as a baby in Crystal Palace, South London. When we moved from that flat, the carpet under the bed was covered in mould and we had to bin the almost new mattress. Of course that place was a virtual Atacama Desert compared to our Streatham flat. It’s so often these cold, damp blanket recollections of my UK housing experiences that drive my quest for very warm and very dry in our house.

Bizarrely, like Hyde, after I was done the sub-floor insulation I sort of wished I’d used even more EPS and laid down 12 inches / 30 cm of EPS to double the floor insulation, as if I lived in Flin Flon rather than the [imaginary] Canadian Riviera. When is enough, enough?

On top of the EPS, which has an impressive compression rating of about 2300 lbs/sf / 11,300 kg/m2, we framed the internal ground floor walls of the double wall system making 16-inch / 40 cm thick exterior walls downstairs and 12-inch / 30 cm thick walls upstairs.  During this time, my sister dropped in for a few days from Calgary and for an early 50th birthday present I showed her how to use the mitre saw without losing fingers. She chopped studs while I nailed and we managed to frame out the double walls of both the upstairs gable ends over a weekend.

This whole internal double wall framing business involved nearly six weeks of building custom top plates and air baffles and extensive air sealing detailing using roll after roll of [really, really, really expensive] Siga Wigluv sealing tape. The temptation to get lazy was always and ever present and the only antidote was lunch, coffee and judicious eyedroppers of my not-quite-buried childhood perfectionism.

As the foolish Europeans who arrived to colonized this place fewer than two centuries ago never knew, the BC coast is historically a brick-shitting deadly seismic zone. To mitigate [some of] the risk posed by a megathrust earthquake, which builds with every passing hour that the Juan de Fuca plate sticks to the North America plate in the Cascadia subduction zone, my engineer specified heaps and heaps of cross-bracing. So, I spent weeks and weeks cutting and nailing 2X4 ‘X’s into the double walls to a prescribed pattern until the entire house was thoroughly cross-braced.

There are a numerous seismic features in the house. The concrete foundation pinned into bedrock and large, frequently spaced anchor bolts and heavy steel post tie-downs should keep the house from doing the table cloth and dinner plates routine in a big shaker and sliding off the foundation. Hurricane ties between the roof and the walls, galvanized strapping between the gables and the rim joists and many, many dozens of foot long engineered GRK structural screws and heavy bolts should keep the layers of the house from flying apart. Lastly, the cross-bracing should in theory keep the whole thing from buckling. At least that’s what the calcs say, though the upward seismic limit isn’t known. With massive earthquakes it’s all about distance, depth and duration and unknown, unknowns.

About the same time we added the cross-bracing, in went the sub-floor plumbing for the toilet, bath, sinks and water delivery lines. Then we wheel-barrowed in and compacted 11 tonnes of road base [gravel, sand and clay] as a solid base for the eventual earthen floor. Much more on this later when you get to watch a video of Mia laying floor.

For now, here’s some more pics of insulation and cross-bracing and sealing tape.

See, now that contributed value to your life.



Fiddling with the vapour barrier


Pleased as punch


Completion photo


Pier detailing


Water line and power line penetrations


My ‘just in case’ radon gas mitigation pipe



Sub-floor waterlines for the loo and the toilet flange


Laying out the downstairs loo walls



More subfloor plumbing


Sealing the sub-floor vapour barrier to the exterior sill plate


And nailing it for life


Laying out the floor plates for internal walls


X bracing at a window


And more


And more


Shear wall X bracing


and more


Custom double wall top plates and Siga tape air sealing


Gable end double wall


More air sealing


Collar ties I added to create the plane of the upstairs ceiling, and the future chimney location


Dormer air sealing baffles


Upstairs double wall with X bracing on the outside


Pat chopping studs like a high schooler


One sip and she’s blurry


Karen moving road base


And more


And much, much more


Mia spreading the road base


Rob on the plate compactor


And look what happened in the garden. The elderberry tree was blooming


And some early flowers