So I took the big scary plunge and bought a trailer to renovate. Rosa is a 1963 Oasis that is 15, 16 or 17.5 feet long. [seems easy to measure but not really. Do you include the lip in the back?] I read all the posts about what to look for and then did NONE of the things suggested. [Expect an upcoming post about the fist size hole in the roof I just discovered!] But I had to have her and, at the very least, I couldn’t let the other folks looking at her have her. They were a couple of young guys who were excited that the trailer had “a sh!tter” in it. They said they wanted something to take cross country and trash “haul it to the dump when we get to the other side” I may have gotten a weeeeeee bit competitive. Then the bidding war broke out, I think I blacked out a little and when I regained my sanity I owned a trailer. Good news, I paid what I had intended and she isn’t going to the dump. So “Honey, I am going to look at a trailer” turns into “Hoooooney, guess what I bought!” Mr. Fish is the best sport in the world. The next day we went to fetch our prize and he got to see her for the first time.
After a breath holding drive home we managed to but her on the RV slab in the back. It took all day and we only broke one trailer dolly. Larry, our wonderful neighbor, used a comealong to wench her up and over the concrete edge and we finally got to take a nice long look at her. OH MY.
Here are a few of the highlight and….lowlights.
Pink Princess Trailer Stove
Stripped out bed
Gus found a sunny spot. A very rotted sunny spot!
So much adhesive and so many staples!
So the funny thing [someday I will look back and laugh I hope] is that this trailer was clearly used a green house. By green house I mean someone was growing marijuana in it. Apparently it is important to cover all the window very securely, use lots of double stick tape to secure plastic sheeting to the walls and use millions of staples to secure drip water systems & grow light cords. This means that there is butyl tape around every window…..on the inside. Of course, the outside, where you would want butyl tape, has silicone! The good news is that the orange oil residue dissolver is really cutting through the pot smell. The only way to get the adhesive off of the wood is to soak in orange oil and rub with my thumb. I will be ready for a life of crime soon as I feel sure I am removing my finger prints in the process.
Rosa gets her name.
So my dear friend Tim and Linda came to visit a few days after we brought her home. They are very talented designers so we were standing inside rolling around ideas for interior surfaces when Tim asked “why does it say Rosa in the window?” Well what it really says is 420R [I did mention it was a weed mobile…420, duuuuuude] but in reverse it does look like Rosa. So she was named Rosa the Riveted. done.
Let the revival begin. Just a few of the million six things I will be buying to renovate, restore and relax with Rosa.
So here we go. Is she rotted? Yes. Is she roadworthy? Probably not. It she mine and will she be amazing again? Hell yes! Stay tuned.