Back to My Roots

Welding in my garage. Ooops, I’m not wearing a beanie!Sparks flying, smoke rising, skin burning… oh the joys of welding! It’s been a long time since I’ve melted metal in my brother’s machine shop but it’s nice to know I haven’t lost the knack. Last month somebody gave us a well used, metal frame bunk bed. Even though it was well used, with a little help we thought it could still make a good bed. I got some scrap angle iron, borrowed a tiny little wire-feed welder and angle-grinder, and did some modifications to the frame and straightened out the cross bars. This week I’ll make a cross brace and throw some paint on in and it should be ready for use. Emma’s been sleeping on the floor for the last year so it will be nice to give her a ‘real’ bed. My welding beads won’t go down in the Dirks’ welding hall of fame, but I think it should hold up for a few years.

3 Responses to “Back to My Roots”

  • January 12th, 2010 paul merrill said:

    Very cool pic! (Love to see the bed.)

  • February 5th, 2010 Anne Dirks said:

    Is this bed for the boys or the girls? Either one, it will give extra space in the bedroom. Those “trades” that you learned when you were were younger come in handy. Could you still milk cows?

  • February 5th, 2010 Wayne said:

    For now it’s in the boys’ room. And, no, I don’t want to even try to milk cows!