Even though Gale’s change in plans for last week postponed the schedule for The New Truck Resurrection the new year seemed a good place to start examining the next steps for exploiting the possible. I didn’t have a clear enough idea about the options and my thinking was bouncing around inside a range from becoming Joe Palooka’s pal, Humphrey Pennyworth:
to building a house on a trailer http://tinyurl.com/7a95xyo, to finding some trashed bumper-pull trailer and fixing it to live in RAZ Auction and an Aborted Escape Route. I needed to narrow things down. So I finally did the obvious and visited Craigslist to see what’s out there within the price-range of what I might be able to manage. The results were surprising, welcome and uplifting.
I received this travel trailer in a trade. It has been sitting for a while. We are in the process of cleaning it. {lots of dust} The trailer is in overall good condition. Would make a great hunting trailer. The outside looks dirty because it has been sitting onder a oak tree. I tried the A/C and it will have to have the dirt dauber nests removed, the fan makes noise. The water pump runs but I am not going to put water in the tank until the weather warms up. Not sure about the ref. but one the same size at Home Depot or Sams are about $100.00. I am selling the trailer as is where is for $1500.00. It has the propane tank with the small fitting. New tanks are about $20.00 each. The trailer looks great inside, it has not been abused.
And inside:
Or if the New Truck doesn’t turn out to be dependable after a Real Mechanic gets it going:
1983 Toyota RV – $1500
One Owner
Runs and Drives Good
53k on 4 cylinder
5 speed manual trans.
Missing door on camper…
Needs TLC..$1500 obo..
Inside:
What I found is that within a 200 mile radius of here there are a number of already livable dwellings on wheels available for $1000 to $1500. Livable, or capable of beng made so without a lot of expense or labor.
It took me a year to set aside a thousand bucks to be sure I could pay a mechanic to get the New Truck licensed, mechanic-worked, and inspection-stickered, or the Toyota fixed. But the work mightn’t require all of it. In any case, putting together whatever remains between what’s left and buying something will require some squeezing of turnip-blood.
But I need something I can pull out here and move the cats and me into so I can begin putting the cabin into the shape it was in when I moved here. And start pulling down the chicken house and pens, garden fence, and the upside-down hot tub project so’s nobody’s left with a mess I made of the place.
I think I managed, at least, to define the critical paths and some potential realities as a means of finding my way out of a situation I’d come to think of as too nigh-onto-hopeless to contemplate in any meaningful way.
All in one day, January 1, 2012.
I feel 30 years younger than I was December 31, 2011.
Old Jules