Sneaks":325a8blg said:
VERY nice barn-like structure, Bill. It looks like it will fit the dinosaur Fleetwood too. I assume you plumbed and electrified the stalls for RV sewer connection and RV/shore power?
Heh...that P.O.S. motorhome will never tarnish the interior of the barn. First thing on the agenda for spring is to off that thing to the first willing buyer...
Anyone interested? It's got a few leaks and needs a new engine, but other than that, it's a rather fine piece of crap.
We did have the plumber install a sewer connection at the back edge of the barn - outside. The interior is not large enough to hold a motorhome and the boat.
Sneaks":325a8blg said:
BTW, we're still interested in hearing about your motorhome adventure and is that MH still on the property?
Ugh. Yup, it's there, and is serving it's purpose until the barn is done.
RE the "adventure" - here's the short version.
My folks gave us a 1990 35' Fleetwood motorhome. Dana's dad has a saying that is one of my favorites, and boy...did it hold true with this gift.
"The most expensive things in life are free."
We flew out to MN this summer to take posession of our gift, and drive it back to WA to use as a temporary shelter. Knowing that the rig had been sitting unused for years, we expected a few things would need addressing before departing - tires, tune-up, drain/refill the gas, etc. We expected it to be around $1K.
After being delayed in MN for 5 days due to all the problems found, and spending $7.5K to fix them, we were finally ready hit the road and head west.
The morning of our departure, we had breakfast with my parents, and upon leaving the restaraunt ran into the priest from my mom's church. My mom half-jokingly asked him to bless us for the 1800 mile trip we were about to undertake, which he was glad to do. After receiving the blessing for our safety, I asked him if he could toss a little something towards the RV as well...he's a dang funny priest, enjoyed the joke, and was glad to toss another bit o' heavenly help towards the rig.
Now...I've not been a regular church attendee since my youth, but let's just say that might change. Somebody was watching over us...knowing what I know now about the RV, there's no way we should have made the journey. From the moment we started driving, to the first fuel stop where we discovered the thing burns about 2 quarts of oil per 500 miles, I had a pretty consistent vision and song running through my head...
"Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed..."
