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I skim the rocker and then decide that's it, I'm gonna epoxy coat it now. My shop is a very old building. Built about 50 years ago by a preacher-man who was a finish carpenter. He used it to build furniture and caskets. When he built the shop, as the story goes from the old-timer who told it to me, he felled some local pines. All the timbers throughout are rough-cut Yellow pine. Then he nails the whole thing together with giant 10 penny nails. When I bought the land/building it was rather derelict, and to be honest, it looks a little better today, but I had to clean out the interior and remove some of the things he'd added to the interior. He had a tilted shelf that ran the length of one side of the building (35'). It was tilted towards the wall and in the center-hung a very scary homemade saw. The saw was just the biggest motor he could find, a 3/4 hp beast with a huge 12" circular saw blade affixed to it. There was a blade guard, thankfully, and it was all suspended from the wall using a 4 foot long T made out of 2" pipe with bearings pivots nailed to the wall stud at the ends of the horizontal point of the T. I tell you this whole story really to tell you how impressed I was at how insanely strong the nails were that is holding this whole structure together.
When it was time to remove all the shelving and whatnot that the preacher man had added I was shocked at how hard it was to do. Those biga$$ nails that had been driven in 40-50 years ago were unbelievably hard to pull out. In many cases, the head of the nail would rip off instead of the nail pulling out. These weren't those nails with the little barbs cut into them or the ones with the glue, they were just good old-fashioned iron spikes. In the end, I was having to use a 3lb sledgehammer to bash the shelve joists away from the wall studs. So this made me feel a whole lot better about the strength of the rest of the building, as those nails were the size of 6 inch long and the diameter of a crayon. I don't even know how many pennies those are, but I am certain they are never coming out. So why am I telling you all of this? I forget. Sometimes my fingers just type what is in my head...but it probably had something to do with me needing to spray epoxy or something. It's early and I need more coffee.
OK, so it's time to prep for epoxy primer. I've learned from my previous projects this feels like a big milestone, but it's not as big as it feels. Initially it looks like the project is nearing paint, and perhaps if a pro were doing all of this it would be, but for me it means I can now find all the mistakes the matte finish has been hiding. Glossy finish will show *everything*. So I start by an initial wipedown of the whole truck. I use a very weak soap and water solution. I don't want to use a bunch of water as I need to ensure the body is totally dry when I am ready to spray. I use a couple dozen rags and the initial pass is really to get the vast majority of the dust off the truck. Next I start taping up all the window and openings I don't want sprayed. And finally I use a degreaser to wipe down everything again. At this point the body is ready to receive the epoxy.
Time to dig out the gun and start mixing up some epoxy.
When it was time to remove all the shelving and whatnot that the preacher man had added I was shocked at how hard it was to do. Those biga$$ nails that had been driven in 40-50 years ago were unbelievably hard to pull out. In many cases, the head of the nail would rip off instead of the nail pulling out. These weren't those nails with the little barbs cut into them or the ones with the glue, they were just good old-fashioned iron spikes. In the end, I was having to use a 3lb sledgehammer to bash the shelve joists away from the wall studs. So this made me feel a whole lot better about the strength of the rest of the building, as those nails were the size of 6 inch long and the diameter of a crayon. I don't even know how many pennies those are, but I am certain they are never coming out. So why am I telling you all of this? I forget. Sometimes my fingers just type what is in my head...but it probably had something to do with me needing to spray epoxy or something. It's early and I need more coffee.
OK, so it's time to prep for epoxy primer. I've learned from my previous projects this feels like a big milestone, but it's not as big as it feels. Initially it looks like the project is nearing paint, and perhaps if a pro were doing all of this it would be, but for me it means I can now find all the mistakes the matte finish has been hiding. Glossy finish will show *everything*. So I start by an initial wipedown of the whole truck. I use a very weak soap and water solution. I don't want to use a bunch of water as I need to ensure the body is totally dry when I am ready to spray. I use a couple dozen rags and the initial pass is really to get the vast majority of the dust off the truck. Next I start taping up all the window and openings I don't want sprayed. And finally I use a degreaser to wipe down everything again. At this point the body is ready to receive the epoxy.
Time to dig out the gun and start mixing up some epoxy.