Where I call home right now - Willow Cove

Many folks have asked where I am these days. In short, I'm living off the goodwill of others while I get Marg into fighting shape. For the last 8ish weeks, I've been staying at my friends' (Andy and Heather Andersen and Justin and Suzanne Williams) house on Lake Sinclair in Eatonton, GA. It's a fabulous spot in every way. I'm deeply in debt to these guys for all their hospitality and help with Marg.

The photo is the view out my back door this morning. Not too shabby... :)

Whoopsie!

I just returned from taking Marge on a shake-down trip to Owensboro and back. I drove into the mouth of the beast as Owensboro had just been hit by a HUGE ice storm. Marge, Felicia and I bravely drove in, with a shitload of generators to sell folks, if they needed them (they didn't). The goal of the trip was to get my incredibly talented Aunt Marty to give me her ideas for how Marge should look.

In short, the trip was a success. I saw Marty and I accomplished a couple other Owensboro errands. However, there were... issues:

I had my first accident with Marge - I was trying to navigate a tight spot in the Home Depot parking lot and I apparently clipped a guy's rear view mirror. I left him a note apologizing and asking him to call me so I could pay him but he never called. God bless the nice people of this world. Here's the only damage Marg sustained (no creases, just some paint):

The second "issue" doesn't have such a neat and clean ending - honestly, I don't know how it ended. Apparently, at some point on the drive, the plastic cowling off my old air conditioner broke apart and flew off - think plastic hunks and/or shrapnel flying off at 65 mph. Eek. I didn't notice this had happened until I got back to Atlanta. I don't remember anyone passing me and flipping me off... Here's what Marge's AC looks like now:

Eat it world - you'll take shrapnel from Marge and like it :)

Bitch got wheels!!

At long last, Marge (the tentative name for my trailer) has new shoes. And new... er... feet. Anywho, I put new wheels and tires on her.

These wheels may look to be roughly EXACTLY the same as the ones she had when I bought her but trust me - the technology involved with heavy hunks of round steel has come a long way in 44 years. Well, maybe not but I'm told these wheels are much better than the "suicide rims" they replaced.

Showin' this bitch who's in charge

So I spent a lot of time thinking about how I was going to handle the demo of the interior. My original plan was to keep much of the interior in-tact and simply improve it. Here's what it looked like when I got it:

Well, that plan kinda went out the window. Here's what the interior looks like now. So much for discretion.

For the last couple of weeks, I've been a traveling fool, albeit without the benefit of my Airstream. Atlanta to Nashville, Nashville to Owensboro, Owensboro to Lexington, Lexington to Atlanta, Atlanta to Seaside, Seaside to San Juan, Puerto Rico, and San Juan to Seaside. I's been a hell of a lot of fun. Tomorrow, I return to Willow Cove to dig back into the HOTFUT mobile. The travels have been fun but I'm looking forward to making some progress on the buggy. More to come...

26 feet of Paradise

This baby is now mine and I've started the renovations. The green plastic visor on the front DEFINITELY stays.

She's a 1965 Airstream Overlander. I found her in Norcross, GA, just north of Atlanta. It appears I'm the 3rd or 4th owner. It appears it hasn't been on the road in over 17 years as the license plate is from 1991.

I'll be posting more pics as the renovations continue. The initial goal is to get it road-worthy - brakes, wheels, tires and the like. I've already started gutting the innards.