Oh no! The roof was leaking!! It was a steady drip from the top of the door jamb leading into the hallway. I grabbed pots, trashcans, buckets, trying to position them to catch the water. I even pulled out my wallpaper tray!
But guess what? Storm number two hit about 1:45 a.m. and the waterfall began again. This time it was so heavy that water was running down the wall and I had to pull out towels. If you enlarge the next photo, you can see the actual drips falling down.
A phone call to my roofing fellow, William Jones, first thing Friday morning got the ball rolling. He wasn't able to come to the cabin until yesterday, but that worked out well since there was no rain forecast for the weekend.
Wendy and I drove back up to Black Mountain to meet him at noon. I was embarrassed to tell him that no one (especially me) had been up on that roof since he had installed new shingles in February of 2004! Judging by the amount of junk he raked out of the valleys and swept off the entire surface, it's no wonder it leaked!
William said that the huge piles of debris in the valleys were acting like snow and wicking the water up underneath the shingles. He was confident that this was causing the problem and now we'll just wait until the next big rain to prove his theory. I left the buckets in place...LOL, and will probably head back up the mountain at the end of the week to check on things!
So thanks for stopping by this morning to pick up your Tuesday Postcard. Have a great day...a dry, dripless day y'all!!