When you live in the country, you
can't take anything for granted. Having water flow every time you open a
faucet is not necessarily a sure thing. New building codes for our area require
that our new house has a fire sprinkler system and a 10,000 gallon water tank to
store water. The rural fire district also requires that this tank be
available to fill fire trucks in the event of wildfires.
In 2005 our water tank cost $6,000
with an additional $2,000 to have it lifted to its final resting spot. The
following is the story of that experience.
The helicopter finally
came on Saturday and carried our water tank to its final resting spot. This
was a project that had been a year in the making and finally came off, with
a few hitches.
The copter showed up at 8 AM and seven of our neighbors walked up our hill
to assist with the effort. The company (Blackhawk Helicopter) provided the
pilot, a spotter and a crew member to attach the harness to our tank. We
were given a half hour lecture on safety procedures and a short rehearsal.
It�s not something that you do everyday and the crew wanted us to know what
to expect. We were required to wear hard hats, goggles, face masks, ear
plugs and gloves. We were warned that standing under a helicopter is scary
and you experience 80 MPH winds, lots of dust and too much noise to hear. I
guess he wanted to give us an opportunity to decline when he commented about
all the macho guys who can�t handle being under one of these things. (His
way of saying, �Don�t be embarrassed if you panic and run away.)
The first job, and
first problem, was getting the gravel dumped. It weighed over a thousand
pounds and was lifted in a sack that developed a tear in the bottom after it
was picked up. We had to stand under the thing while, from a high altitude,
�� gravel rained on our heads. The gravel pelted us with enough force to
take chips out of our hard hats.
When the copter finally got the bag close, the prop-wash started it swinging
and it ripped out the steel ring that was supposed to contain the gravel. A
thousand pound pi�ata gone wild. The pilot finally gave up and set the bag
down outside the ring and we had to shovel the gravel in by hand. We had
just enough time to level the gravel while the copter went back to pick up
The tank drop went similarly. The wind from the prop started the tank
swinging and it took over ten minutes to get it centered over the gravel.
During that time the tank was swinging every which way, bashing into
boulders and trees. When the pilot would finally get it close to the ring,
five people on the ground would try to align it, only to have it catch in
the wind and swing out of reach.
Eventually the job got done though the tank suffered dents and scratches.
Hopefully nothing too serious though we won�t know for sure till I run a
pipe up the hill and fill it with water.
For now, we owe a huge debt to our neighbors. The job turned out to be more
dangerous than anyone expected and we�re lucky that no one was hurt.