In Praise of Sewers

Happy days are here again!
Water flows freely at the Magee home again and we thought we'd share a few photos of the exciting sewer connection project, completed in a matter of hours today.

BEFORE:


AFTER:









It all started when John and Monique prepared for the installation on Sunday by taking out the garden by our front door.

Yes, that is a porta-potty behind Monique...

But the night view of the porta-potty is really the best one.

Sorry for the bad angle, John! We were too focused on digging up and hauling plants to think about photos until the job was almost done.

Then, a day earlier than we expected, which made it especially sweet, the professionals arrived with a small fleet of heavy equipment. They got started bright and early (before 8:00 am)!

A big hole was dug out by the street, after removing the mailboxes. This one was for the connection to the main line running down our street.

At the same time, another of our crack installation team began the horizontal drilling work to place a new pipe underground between our house and the main line at the street. He did it with a well worn machine called a Ditch Witch.

The horizontal drilling took only one hour with the old Ditch Witch.

While not a great picture, you can see from this shot how the Ditch Witch was used to tunnel all the way from the side of the house to the street in the background, where the other members of the crew were preparing the mainline connection.

The newly pushed (pulled?) pipe was immediately connected to the main line, out at the street. By the way, there are two pipelines visible in this photo, down in that hole, if you look carefully. The larger one is the main sewer line. The smaller one, right above where our new little pipeline comes into the hole, that's the gas line... Scary!

Connection made. Now, the pipe line is in -- but it isn't connected to anything on the other end, yet...

Here comes the grinder pump, don't think about that name too long... This is a pressurized system, not a gravity fed one, thus a machine to push water up hill is needed. But, we don't much like the name grinder pump and have decided to call ours a turtle pump. You'll see why in a bit.

I must tell you, the Bob Cat driver was amazing. He managed to drive that tractor through an incredibly narrow spot by our garage where power lines and the corner of the garage. There could not have been more than an inch of spare room on either side of the tracks.

Then, there were the overhead lines to worry about...

Here it is, the Turtle Pump.

And with the turtle pump ready to be buried, there were more big holes to dig. First, to collapse the old septic tank ...

... and then to bury new piping to connect the pipe coming out of the house with the new turtle pump.

That Bob Cat got a good workout.

Here, you see the turtle pump after it was lowered into place and the connection work began.

Three different connections had to be made to the turtle pump. The pipeline from the house, the line from the pump to the mainline, and an electrical connection to power it all.

After watching all of this carefully, Anna was ready to lend a hand when the time came to start refilling all the holes.

It was all hands on deck for the refilling.

The crew and the turtle pump. See why we call it the turtle pump? These guys were great. They arrived before 8:00 am and we were connected by 1:30 pm.

We could not be happier right now. The third load of laundry has just been started, dishes are being done, one shower taken and another about to begin.

Thanks very much, A & B, for the loan that made it possible to get this done so quickly! And thank you, too, dear French gang for your cheerful adaptations to the not so pleasant water conservation techniques required during the weeks proceeding our lovely new sewer connection.

Finally, thanks to all our dear friends and neighbors who graciously helped us get through this transition in numerous ways.

We'll post another photo or two once all the landscaping is done. In the meantime, remember to appreciate the mostly invisible infrastructure that underlies our lives.