It’s nice that you were able to save that old barn. There were a couple old timber framed barns on our farm that my great great grandfather had built in the 1880’s. Unfortunately, they were too far gone for me to save, with the foundations and roofs failing at the same time.
While I wasn’t able to save them, I was able to carefully recover much of the original material, and use it to make a loft and workshops inside my new metal pole barn, as well as a woodshed across the back.
Most of the wood that my old barns were made from (in western upstate NY), was American chestnut. I like the color of that, after I power washed and varnished it.
Here’s a pictures of the last one before I pulled it down, the new barn interior shops and loft, and the woodshed (24 face cord capacity) across the back.
The green tin woodshed roof was included with the metal Stockade building, as cover sheets to protect the gray roofing and siding tin during shipment. I didn’t need to spend a penny on materials to make that woodshed.
Part of the reason the old barns were in such bad shape was that the hay lofts were never intended for baled hay. I remember them being nice and straight when I was a little kid and we drew in loose hay. By the time I was a teen, grandpa had a baler and I got the fun job of stacking those bales up in the lofts.
The beams supporting the loft floors were spaced at 4 ft. It didn’t take long for them to start bending and breaking. I learned that lesson well, and spaced them at 2 ft under my new barn loft.
Repurposing that old material in the new barn let me keep the feel of the old barns, with the added benefits of reduced maintenance and greatly reduced cost, compared to what it would have taken to restore the originals.
You can see all of the leftover, hand-hewn chestnut and oak posts and beams, that remain from the old barns, stacked under the woodshed overhang. I’ll be hauling most of those up to my father in laws neighbors place up in the mountains.
He was going to cut pine timber’s for an addition to his vacation home up there, but he fell in love with the chestnut, when I brought a few pieces up for my father in law to work with.