I chose a simpler, slightly more contemporary/ultiltarian fixture. Black and $9.99 each and far more suitable than the $143 brushed pewter ones I was salivating over. I prefer the black/wrought iron-ish accents for a log cabin over 80's-crappy-tire- brass, everyone-and-his-dog-has-one-of-these fixtures. I've re-wired all but the last one. I am tying to put them into metal electrical boxes as prior to this, it was just a bit of wire sticking out of a hole in the log.
Now, whilst hardly fully versed in the electrical code I think that if there is a short in the connection and a fire starts, those logs WILL catch on fire. So into a metal junction box it is all going. Yes, those logs will be re-stained too.
Greig and Bui got busy with our neighbour Wei Tang in fabricating some outboard brackets for the stern of the floathouse. The engine holds though are sprayed with insulation so while Wei Tang was welding on to the back we were concerned the foam would catch fire so Bui was on the garden hose to prevent any combustion. Greig had Bui take out the stern drives. Bui, who will be 15 in June, hasn't quite inherited the old man's inclination for pulling wrenches, but we all have to start somewhere.
It's something I discovered last week myself as I was pulling out a set of seatbelts from a GMC Suburban at the auto wreckers down the road. We recently purchased a newer suburban as we really are tired of taking two vehicles when the kids are around on weekends. Five-passenger vehicles don't cut it when the kids and their friends are about and wanting to go to Watermania. Mind you, I can honestly say I am not entirely jazzed about putting the darn things into the new rig given everything else coming up, but I feel confident it will be more tedious than difficult. I hope.