Wow, over a month has past.
Anything exciting happen? Not really, and yes.
After a winter here in Iowa, that has put us near the top of any recorded snow record, it turned warm real quick. From 20 to 40 degrees for a week, then a few days of rain, then more warm air. The snow melted quick. Another interesting thing we learned, was that farmers were not finding much frost. The snow came so fast and deep, the ground was not exposed to the cold air of winter. Apparently, this lets the melt absorb, rather then run off. In our yard, even though there was not much snow against the house, the water table quickly shot up to about a foot higher then our basement floor.
How did we know? The dog told us. Really, during one of the first heavy rains, the dog started running around the house at 3am. So, I got up and let him out for a quick piddle. He then kept up with his around the house pacing. Since the rain was hitting the windows rather hard, I thought this new sound, not heard since last Fall, was disturbing him. I got up again and dragged him downstairs. I was going to put him in his crate, but saw him ball up on the couch. Good enough. Then I turned around and my toes got wet.
I flipped on the lights and found a puddle in the center of the basement. Did the dog pee here already? No, it didn’t smell. Did rain leak in the basement? Nope, no trails coming from the walls, especially where we can get some water in during downspout failures. The old water heater vent, it has a drip hole in the bottom of the stack, that just 2 feet away. No, it was dry and no sign of water underneath it.
Where was it coming from? Well, there was a faint hairline crack here, and it was coming from a corner near the cinderblock walls and the floor slab. I threw a towel on it, and went and looked at the floor drain. Now, I did notice that 36 hours earlier, that our furnace drains into it, and it stopped draining. Every time the furnace ran, it would fill up the floor drain impression. I had removed the lid and used a small cup to bilge it out now and then. This time it was just overflowing and I gave it another bilge. I took the now full pot upstairs to the sink to drain it and returned it back downstairs. When I returned, there was a large puddle here. The cup would not keep up, so I grabbed a nearby mason jar. I filled the pot every minute, and could not keep up. I started using the pot, and filling the shop vac. (NOTE: The floor drain appears to be connected to a french/tile drain that surrounds the foundation. It was working in reverse. Luckily, it was not hooked to city sewer)
MAYDAY! I had to wake Reagan, and by this time, the water was ankle deep in this quadrant of the basement. She bailed, as I thew water down the driveway. At the 30 minute mark, I gave up and remembered there was a transfer pump over at my dad’s house. I went over and woke him up (that’s a new turn) I came back with a pump that was draining the basement at high speed, right out the door and down the driveway. When we made headway, I re-ran the house through the window so we could close the door. Still, every 15 minutes, the pump had to be ran.
At 7:00, I hit the stores. I found a pump controller that would sense water levels. Perfect! I brought it home, hooked it up, and it failed after 3 cycles. Damn. I found another automated floor-sucker pump. However, it would not stay on long enough to get ahead of the flow, then take 5 minutes to re-cycle. Fail. I checked every store in town, and Grampy hit 6 stores in Des Moines before we found a solution.
Another water sensor, and a small pump. With serious pumping from the floor drain, we could keep the floor dry. The more we pumped, the longer it would take to re-flood. We shoved the intake hose far down the drain, and throttled it back and let it run for a half hour before it sucked air. We dried the floor best as could be and used epoxy putty and a underwater grade caulk to stick a 5 gallon bucket to the floor around the drain. We had cut the bottom off this bucket and created an above ground sump pit. It actually did work, as it would fill to a foot, before we saw any seepage. This was enough to run a pump. The controller let us sleep.
A few days later, we had no choice. I had just gotten a hammer drill and we made 14 pilot holes in the basement floor. There was water coming back up through all of them. We used a hand-held air hammer, a chisel, and eventually a sledgehammer to create a deep enough score out and break open a hole for the sump pit liner. This hole kept filling up rapidly, and we used this small pump and controller for several days. On the next weekend, I got a new PVC line out of the house, and have gotten a permanent pump in place. Luckily, just as we have finished, the water intake has slowed down, but the waterline is still a foot under slab level.
Damage… A few nights with little sleep. Sore backs from digging out concrete and moving anything important in the basement. And a users manual to one device that we really do need. Very little damage. Luckily, we kept everything in plastic and raised several inches down here —-just in case.
Greene Bean Coffee did get a new roaster. It’s amazing and I have it dialed right in to produce large, consistent batches.
Besides that….it’s starting to feel like Spring. Bike tires hit the road today, birds are showing up, geese are flying north, crocus’s are blooming. I’m sure we will be getting some real updates soon.
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