Sunday, March 30, 2014
replacing the sofa bed!
All this rain gives us the opportunity to see how water tight ramble is! (Gotta find a bright spot in the clouds)! Ramble seems to be holding up well. Now to brave the deluge to measure the sofa bed. It's small, short and has cigarette burns in the upholstery. John thinks I can recover it. That still won't make it longer or wider! We're not lot little people and after spending 3 months making a quilt for my#1 grandson CPL, I'm not looking forward to spending any more time with the singer!
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Once upon a time. ..
Once upon a time, in a land called Catonsville, there were a couple of nuts named John and Yvette. Yvette desperately wanted a vintage trailer to renovate and take the Grankids camping. (Yvette had never owned a trailer before and had no idea what she was getting into! ) John, who had previously owned two RV's, knew it wasn't one of their best ideas, capitulated. You see, John loved Yvette very much and would do just about anything to keep her from whining! Enter Ramble...He's a1990 Wilderness Yukon travel trailer. He's 19 ft long from bumper to hitch. And he is very used!
Getting Ramble home from the land called North East, MD was an adventure within itself. John, being a virtual boyscout, was prepared for the fact that Ramble's electric wiring was outdated. He'd brought tools, electrical tape and an adaptor to power the running lights. Thinking that all he had to do was match the colors of the wires, John began splicing and taping. The problem: Ramble had 6 wires of different colors, the adaptor had 4. 2 hours later, with just the right brake light powered, we set about trying to tow Ramble home. Less than 100yds into the trek, when John attempts to brake, Herbie begins to jerk like a very old roller coaster going uphill. I'm pretty sure that's not supposed to happen. By executive decision, we decide to risk the ticket (for not having running lights) and disconnected the !#£&ing thing! The rest of the ride was tense but uneventful. Once home, we found the operation manuals and John was able to rewire them so that all lights with light bulbs are working! Still not sure why green doesn't hook to green?
On to the next adventure...
Getting Ramble home from the land called North East, MD was an adventure within itself. John, being a virtual boyscout, was prepared for the fact that Ramble's electric wiring was outdated. He'd brought tools, electrical tape and an adaptor to power the running lights. Thinking that all he had to do was match the colors of the wires, John began splicing and taping. The problem: Ramble had 6 wires of different colors, the adaptor had 4. 2 hours later, with just the right brake light powered, we set about trying to tow Ramble home. Less than 100yds into the trek, when John attempts to brake, Herbie begins to jerk like a very old roller coaster going uphill. I'm pretty sure that's not supposed to happen. By executive decision, we decide to risk the ticket (for not having running lights) and disconnected the !#£&ing thing! The rest of the ride was tense but uneventful. Once home, we found the operation manuals and John was able to rewire them so that all lights with light bulbs are working! Still not sure why green doesn't hook to green?
On to the next adventure...
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