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Grumpy Libertarian's avatar

Lol. Are you sure it's the only leak?

Lloy's avatar

Probably cleaned and dropped in the hole before the glue set.

Nat Westbrook's avatar

i am thinking It might have just been easier for you to "call the before you dig guys" make sure no gas oil or electric under there make sure you know where sewer and city water are then abandon everything and re-trench with a rental trencher put in new pipe and it if it cuts thru an old pvc who cares its abandoned.

John Van Stry's avatar

I live way out in the country. There are no sewer lines (other than my own septic system and I know where that is). No gas lines other than the one between my in-ground propane tank and the house (know where that one is too). Water line (which I own, so I know about it) and the electric (which I had marked out a while ago, so I know where that is too).

I did consider putting in a new line for this, but there are problems with doing so (the irrigation system for one). Also having to connect the two ends, which are both 2 feet down in Texas Gumbo. I had considered borrowing my neighbor’s backhoe and digging up a bunch of stuff, but once I was fairly certain what I was dealing with, than it was just having to dig.

Don Curton's avatar

"Texas Gumbo"

Grew up in Texas, spent most of my life here. As a young man I'd see crap on TV where someone needed to dig a hole, they'd grab a shovel and 5 minutes later be standing in a 6 ft deep hole. Barely even sweating. I'm yelling BULLSHIT at the TV cause all my life the only holes I've dug have been into either gumbo, hard clay, or rocks (WV for that), or so saturated with tree roots that I spend more time with an axe or chainsaw than a shovel. One does not simply grab a shovel and casually dig a hole in Texas.

John Van Stry's avatar

I've lived in places where it wasn't that hard to dig, I've lived in places with way too much rock, and I've dealt with some of the different clay soils out there.

So far, nothing is as bad as Texas Gumbo. The thing I hate about it the most, is how it sticks to the shovel (and everything else) you need a second shovel to scrape off the first shovel. And you're stopping almost every shovel load, to knock off or scrape off the blade. Really sucks. Tiring too.

Richard Cartwright,  Author's avatar

That's just begging for a meme with Sean Bean as Boromir.

Adam 12's avatar

People who have never had to track this type of issue down and take care of it have no idea the amount of satisfaction this provides once accomplished.

Now to chain you back to your desk and writing.

John Van Stry's avatar

Also the amount of money you save by doing it yourself.

Adam 12's avatar

Yes! A huge victory all around.

Congratulations.

Dale Flowers's avatar

It is so easy not to do a shit job when plumbing. Yet it is so common to find mind-boggling FUBARS in unsupervised plumbing, electrical and roofing work. I think it has more to do with work ethic than brains.

John Van Stry's avatar

Yup, I agree 100 percent. The guy I first worked for was a stickler for neatness, everything being clean, and every joint being wiped after sweating. He said that when the inspector(s) come in, if they see it's neat and orderly, because they know he does good work, they just sign off and leave. Saves him time, money, and hassles.

It's also so very little extra effort to do a job right.

Nancy Frye's avatar

It’s a good feeling! I’ve been putting off chasing the leaks in my barn. It’s going to involve tearing holes in walls and I’m not thrilled about it, but it has to get done.

John Van Stry's avatar

I re-plumbed the barn I had when I lived in Oregon. Wasn't worth fixing it, so I took off the outside wall (metal panels) put in all new plumbing, then put the walls back up. Was actually easier that way. I also ran all the new plumbing to make it easier to fix (i.e. -NOT in the wall!) It's a BARN! function over cosmetics!

Lloy's avatar

I'm slowly replacing the plumbing in my office/garage because it was done with 1/2 RV piping by the previous owner.

Going to have to dig a trench across my back yard. Fun times.