Gray hair ...

Here's a full frontal and full rear view of our project (somewhat distorted by the computer). It appears to the naked eye as if not much is happening, which is because the guys are busy weaving a very complex web of steel rebar rods inside the blue ICF blocks ... a time consuming and tedious task. The ICFs are up as high are they are going to go and so Chris braved the heights to mark where all the truss joists will rest for the first floor. It is important that the joists don't interfere with the structure of the rest of the house or with all the electrical conduits we so laboriously installed also inside the ICFs. This stage is mind numbingly complex and Chris' hair has turned discernibly grayer since we got here ... but I must say that it looks good on him (I never did think it was fair that only I should be sprouting gray strands).

The weekend in Salida was intense with activity and buzz. It was FibArk weekend. The 63rd FibArk event, a kayaking competition on the Arkansas with folks arriving from all over the world, literally. Four days of water, food, music, and frivolity. We walked downtown every day to see what there was to see and just enjoy the show. The highlight for non-kayakers was the annual Hooligans' Race, (sort of a Leydon Boat Day on steroids for those of you who remember our annual event when we were all younger) ... floating contraptions of all flaky sorts, many which melted, broke apart, sank, or simply gave up the ghost as they came down the river much to everyone's delight and amusement. By sunday night there was no sign that anything unusual had happened at all. Salida was back to normal.