If you’ve been following along, this may sound a bit déjà vu. If it seems I’ve been referencing work on the mini-septic for months sans progress report, I have. After getting the shower working mid-December, the fact that gray water was simply running out of the bathhouse and into an open hole in the ground seemed less important than nesting, hibernation, staying warm and dry... But the sun is back! So, without further ado, allow me to step into this gloriously warming afternoon for an on-site assessment…
5:30 in the tiny house. In the course of willful neglect, the hole excavated for the septic tank had filled halfway with milky, stagnant water upon which the plastic trash can (septic-tank-to-be) despondently bobbed. The drain pipes lay, detached in their trenches amid hopeful tufts of grass that had begun to move in. Nevertheless, I’m happy to report progress this very afternoon:
- Pulled bobbing can from hole
- bailed out odious liquid and a few scoops of dead earthworms (oh, my glamorous life...)
- pulled up pipes and cleaned out trenches, checking for proper downhill pitch
- cut two perfect-fit holes in can for inflow and outflow
- cut out the would-be tank divider...
Alas, my first attempt at that final item was a less than perfect fit. But there’s always tomorrow, when I shall flawlessly fit the divider, install the trap, hook up the pipes, bury the lot of it and be tango-bound for Seattle by mid-afternoon… (crossing fingers) I’ll keep you posted.