A Moving Harry Tale!

Hut Date: 24th November 2007

The "Last of the Summer Huttists” gang made up of myself, fellow Huttist Ian McDonald and my good friend Scott Bunting kindly amassed to give a big helping hand in the Project Harry Move.  Miss Bottifont graciously granted us permission to use her trolley although I did fit better wheels using steel axles as Harry is a bit plumper than her.  Downright tubby if the truth be known.  Ample proportions would be politer.  Stout.  Robust!

From left to right - Harry the Hut, Ian McDonald and Scott Bunting ...


Ian commences digging for Victory - or Harry ...

Scott positions the lifting trolley ...

Harry now safely aboard the trolley which he will ride up on to the trailer ...

Ready for Take-Off!  All lined up, winch rope on and ready to ride up on to the trailer ...

Halfway up ...

Everything went incredibly smoothly and after a 10 a.m. kick-off we finally had Harry winched aboard his Ifor-Williams chariot and ready for the off  by 12.30.  The front wheels still turned on the wooden oak axles and it says something about the power of oak that after all these years the timber is still strong and capable of supporting Harry.  He is quite a lump as what timber is left is double-skinned and he has two layers of tin on a very thick boarded roof.

Success and all aboard! ...

Some of you may be admiring my rather dapper jacket with fluorescent edged detail.  Before you all ask where you can obtain one, I should point out that this is in fact the “inside out” look as the sheep in the next field went mad when I arrived on site.  I don't think they wanted to wear it but they did seem a tad disturbed at its' overall flourescence.  The cows and bullocks who joined us for the day had no problem with my ensemble but in the interests of sheep sanity I had to adapt my outerwear accordingly.  All in a Huttists days work and this could well be adopted as a Huttists Wear code and an easy way to recognise a fellow Huttite in a crowd!

Buttercup checks on progress ...

The bovines had made many deposits around Harry which I am sure he appreciated and one had even found it quite fun to park its bovine bottom in Harry’s doorway and let rip on the floor!  It could well have been Buttercup and he does look slightly alarmed that he may well be losing his outside facilities.

After loading we did a short test run to see if we got stuck with the Land Rover. We didn’t so we then piled all the spare timber and jacking paraphernalia back onto the trailer and inside Harry.  The field underfoot had held up extremely well after a week of rain and we had no problems getting downhill to the farmyard to say a fond farewell to the owner.

Harry passes through the farmyard - he last made this journey 32 years ago ...


On the road and a quick safety check interlude ...

After a very slow trip to his top secret storage location, Harry was soon safe under cover and enjoying some quality time with a whole raft of new friends.  Alas his secret location is not at Miss Bottifonts secret location but one day soon they will be together in their Shepherdy Hut dotage.  Secret location today ....world tour tomorrow?  Well, UK maybe for starters ...

I may be biased but Harry the Hut is quite remarkable.  There is no way you would build such a Hut and expect it to be so strong after all these years.  With so much wood missing or nibbled by cows and sheep, plus unattached wood, you would expect him to collapse – especially after the attentions of all those beefy bovines using him as an itching post and occasional bovine toilet!  But even with a fully strained ratchet strap at each end he did not give a 1/4 inch.  He does flex a bit but he’s holding his shape ...more than I will at his age.

A big "Welcome" to Harry and a big round of thanks to:-
 
Ian McDonald (Shepherds Huts - Historical Survivors) for yet again spending a day helping me with Shepherds Hut Field Rescue  - plus it was his wife's birthday - thank you Mrs. Ian!!

Scott Bunting (top ploughing boff) for also braving the elements and taking time out of his busy schedule to help in the Harry move.  Scott did receive a memento from the day when I dropped a wood saw on his head whilst pruning an Ash tree over Harry's roof.  The only bloodshed of the day - sorry Scott!