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C O V E R S T O R Y The Schlenstedts – dedicated to their shared project The Schlenstedts’ switch to sawing timber themselves also gives the owners more flexibility, improved quality of timbers and a valuable opportunity to branch out into retail timber as well as other independent sources of income. Sylko Schlenstedt, 50 and his family own the estate in Saxony near the village of Hohenölsen-Kleindraxdorf. The small village which has 630 inhabitants, was founded alongside a silvermine 650 years ago. The estate had belonged to an aristocratic family called von Reuß ältere Linie. After WWII and until the fall of the Berlin wall in 1989 it was one of the communist regime's farm cooperatives, where Sylko Schlenstedt's parents worked. As a child and unaware of the politics, Sylko played in the dungeons, cellars and haystacks, regarding it as something of an adventure playground. In 1998, the now run-down estate was put up for sale and he and his wife, made the lifealtering decision to buy it. The couple, after struggling hard to put together the finance, succeeded with the purchase. However, after the euphoria it dawned on them that it would take twenty years at least to put the place right – and there wouldn't be any free time. Amused but not bemused, their two sons joined in whilst noting that the Chinese proverb: The road is the aim had taken on a new meaning. They were all aware that the estate was too 14 WOOD-MIZER TODAY SPRING 2011 big even for the ever expanding family. The roofs alone cover 1000 cubic metres. However, they grew into it. They needed space for family, friends and also a bikers' club called The Dark Forces, founded in 1992 by Sylko, a Harley-Davidson enthusiast. In fact, five families live on the estate, working on repairs to the historic, mostly 19thcentury buildings. Sylko works as a truck driver from 7am to 7pm whilst planning work at home on the estate. Robert and Bastian, his sons are both metal workers at small companies in the area. After work everybody including women – far from watching television – build brick walls, saw timber and tackle other tasks on the estate until late. At first it was difficult, repairing the roofs and generally tidying-up. It took months to scratch layers of whitewash from the vaulted roofs. Fortunately, volunteers came and worked for a few weeks, some for months. Members of the motorcycle club saved the boards and beams of an ancient, derelict wooden bridge which was dismantled and reborn as a timber veranda in the main courtyard. In summer they sit there, talking Harleys! The estate timbers presented an inte-resting problem as standard dimensions proved inappropriate for restoration of these ancient buildings. It led to undue expense and inflexibility in buying in custom cut timbers. Often during particular restorations, just a couple of boards were needed and work