After quite a long time, we finally replaced all the lights in our cabin. There was the added difficulty that most of them are pretty high up and my ladder skills are fading as I age. But after some budgeting, designing, purchasing, delivery and such, we finally had the lights in the house. Just time for me to install them.
That one wasn’t so bad. Except for the dust. The house had sat empty before we bought it and the dust accumulated on the fans. So we never used them or Kim would yell as it would create a dust storm in the house. So we lived with it because we thought the lights would be swapped out soon. But it look a bit longer.
Here you can see my extreme skills at 20 feet up. Wiring over my head with no visual. That’s how awesome I am. Not even sure if I turned off the power. I cheat death.
The final one was the big one. I went up my 24′ ladder fully extended. It was barely touching. I shat myself I think on about the 12th step. So I came down and promptly called my Leadville painter buddy. C’mon over! We double teamed on 2 of this 32′ ladders which do not need to be fully extended and hence are more stable. But the light was heavy so it took us both to get it up and hung in a manner that would not bring the light crashing to the floor.
After it was hung, we had to install all the glass with these tiny thumb screws. Don’t look down.
Final power test…yes!
I am putting my ladder away now. I hope I never have to change a bulb.