Thoughts on music, travel, and the quiet spaces in between. Written from the California coast, wherever the road leads.
Gânduri despre muzică, călătorii și viața dintre ele. Scris de pe coasta Californiei sau de pe unde mă duce drumul.
I built this gate and fence from redwood I found on the property. When one of the previous owners wanted to build a cottage, he had to cut down some of the redwoods to make room for the new dwelling. He left the logs in a pile that spent the next 30 years out in the open. By the time I got to them, the sapwood had completely rotted, but most of the heartwood was still in good shape.



I milled the logs into dimensional lumber and got some nice 6×6 beams, each 16 feet long, which I used for another project I was working on at the time. I milled two 8x6x12 posts for the gates, along with 2x6s and 4x4s for the structure and half-inch boards of variable width for the pickets. Most were wide enough to cut in half lengthwise—along a fiber line, following a wavy path. The idea to use a jigsaw for this came to me just as I was about to cut the first board; I’d planned to cut them in straight lines with a circular saw. Those wavy lines give them a nicer, more natural touch, I think. Nature doesn’t work in straight lines, after all.

Then disaster struck. I had the motors set to auto-close. The propane truck came in slower than usual, and the driver—not noticing the gates closing—kept driving and broke one of them.

I was upset at the time, but I took the following Saturday to rebuild it and disabled the gate’s auto-close function. One idea I’ve been mulling over is adding laser sensors to stop the gates from closing when an obstacle is present. I may do that down the line, but for now, I’m good.
