Our portable garage, purchased last year for temporary storage (and eventually to be converted into a hoop-style greenhouse), had by necessity been placed too close to an adjacent property line. No one lives there yet so no one had complained, but we figured we'd better move it before someone did.
Our lot came with very little flat land, and the garage ended up on what little there was. Early this summer, we took our winter's earnings, and were able to buy a neighboring lot that had much more flat land, thinking we would eventually build a home, shop and greenhouse over there. We cleared a driveway over to it, along with a small area to put the temporary garage and old moving van that brought us here, along with the someday-to-be-repaired VeggieJetta. The day we chose to move the garage, our few remaining neighbors (some were off working seasonal jobs) weren't around, and we decided to try to move it ourselves. We took the top off to lighten it and rolled it over, thinking we could carry it the 150 feet or so up a small hill to the new lot.
It was too heavy even with the top off, so we strapped a hand dolly under one end, and tried picking up the other end. Still pretty heavy!
Next, we tied an old wooden wagon, that Jeanne had rescued from the bottom of Flagstaff Lake in Maine, under the other end. With Linc at one end balancing and pushing a bit, Jeanne was able to (almost single handedly!) drag the new garage up the hill to it's new location. Wheels are pretty amazing things.
Our portable garage, purchased last year for temporary storage (and eventually to be converted into a hoop-style greenhouse), had by necessity been placed too close to an adjacent property line. No one lives there yet so no one had complained, but we figured we'd better move it before someone did.
Our lot came with very little flat land, and the garage ended up on what little there was. Early this summer, we took our winter's earnings, and were able to buy a neighboring lot that had much more flat land, thinking we would eventually build a home, shop and greenhouse over there. We cleared a driveway over to it, along with a small area to put the temporary garage and old moving van that brought us here, along with the someday-to-be-repaired VeggieJetta. The day we chose to move the garage, our few remaining neighbors (some were off working seasonal jobs) weren't around, and we decided to try to move it ourselves. We took the top off to lighten it and rolled it over, thinking we could carry it the 150 feet or so up a small hill to the new lot.
It was too heavy even with the top off, so we strapped a hand dolly under one end, and tried picking up the other end. Still pretty heavy!
Next, we tied an old wooden wagon, that Jeanne had rescued from the bottom of Flagstaff Lake in Maine, under the other end. With Linc at one end balancing and pushing a bit, Jeanne was able to (almost single handedly!) drag the new garage up the hill to it's new location. Wheels are pretty amazing things.
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