Finally after eleven long years I was ready to build. It was January of 2004. I had to fight for two zone changes, a variance, and a conditional use. And believe it or not, I finally got a building permit. I was too dumb and inexperienced to be nervous After all that time I was just excited. My dock builder, Dennis Bjork was a good friend and a great contractor. He was the president and owner of Bergerson Construction. I asked him why he was so gung-ho to be involved in this crazy, risky project. He had given me such an amazing price to build this dock. He said he wanted to help create this for me and mainly he had to build it because it was within walking distance from his shop. He said he had a lot of pile-bucks (dock builders), who didn't have a valid drivers license so this way they could walk to work. Building the dock around all types of weather and high tides out in the Columbia River was dangerous to say the least. I, having a family background in marine construction, made this project even more exciting. I showed up almost every day.