Call the Fire Department

I just got terrible news. My milling machine shipped yesterday. And that’s not the worst of it. Checking around the web, I find that coast-to-coast freight shipments sometimes take as little as four days.

I finally have to face reality. I have to move the compressor and redo the wiring.

Arrghh.

The plan is to lay conduit over the garage rafters and run wire from one side of the garage to the other. I think the tops of the rafters are about 12 feet up. You would be surprised. The roof is level with the house roof, but the garage floor is a foot lower, so it adds up to a lot of headroom. My fat body is going to have to go up there in order to put in the conduit. I have to get 30 feet of pricey #8 wire and a new disconnect. Bummer.

I don’t know how to move the compressor. I have a Genielift, but moving it to the garage would be about as much fun as moving the compressor, and anyway, it would only raise the compressor if it were on a pallet. The geometry is not right for the Genielift. And I can’t use pipes as rollers. The compressor rests on little feet a good distance apart. I am afraid I’m going to have to scoot the silly thing twenty feet.

If I could find short, tough casters I could lean the compressor over and bolt one to each foot. I can look into that. They’ll have to be capable of holding around 150 pounds each, but short enough so I can run them up under the feet without tipping the machine over.

An engine hoist with a strap would also work. That would run about 50 bucks.

Wish me a fun day. Maybe I can find a reason to procrastinate. I sure hope so.