I just hope the Flexall and Tylenol kick in before she gets here, or I may have to butt-walk my office chair over to the window, holding the money in my mouth, and take the pizza in my teeth. I thought I was fairly well versed in anatomy and physiology, but this weekend I have found muscles in places I never knew existed: and they’re all in agony. Even the shower spray hurt! I’m too old for these marathon projects………Nah!!
Welcome back or, if this is your first visit, welcome. I’m glad you stopped by.
I’m extolling the masses on the progress I’m making on my TTT, (Tiny Travel Trailer), build. If this is your first visit, take a few minutes and scroll back and check out the four earlier blogs. That’ll give you a better idea of what we’re discussing this week. There’ll be a pop quiz and a test when you return. *laughing*
OK, total time spent on Nosty’s Nook this weekend was approximately 27 hours. Keep in mind that the weekend is three days for me, so that’s spread over three days instead of two. Fortunately, most of that was productive time, so you’ll notice quite a few changes this week. I’m psyched! (Not to be confused with psycho which, while it has been alleged, has no basis in reality……….OK, maybe a little, but I’m harmless). As a matter of fact, I was so pleased, exhausted and excited at the end of the weekend, I had to smoke a cigar. Then I remembered that I have to go back to work tomorrow and the afterglow fizzled out instantly. Talk about a buzz-killer.
We had a taste of fall this weekend in the Upstate of South Carolina. OK, maybe it was a taste of Indian Summer, but it was a whole lot nicer than it has been. I don’t think we even hit 90 this weekend and, if you stood facing east, with your left foot in the air, eyes closed, and were anywhere near a wide open space, you might have even detected the slightest hint of a breeze. Camping weather is right around the corner and this portly fella, as well as Nosty’s Nook, will be ready for it.
Like an idiot, I took a break from my labors and took my telescope outside Friday night to look for the “double moon.” Mars was in an orbit that was supposed to bring it closer to earth than it’s been in a gazillion years. Unfortunately, the clouds were such that all I could see was Mrs. Dalyrimple’s “double moon” as she stepped out of the shower three streets over. Astronomy is not one of my strong suits. Maybe next time I’ll remember to take the lens cap off! I guess I’ll have to start eating right and exercising so I can be here in a gazillion years when it happens again.
Friday and Saturday were spent insuring I’d marked all the places where I wanted lights and receptacles, cutting the holes, installing the boxes and running the cable. I ran into a few snags when I realized that most electrical boxes are made for 2×4 framework. Nosty’s Nook is framed in 2×2’s, (which are actually 1 1/2 x 1 1/2: most of the time, anyway). The narrow boxes that are commonly available, (the only ones I’d been able to find), are fine for one switch or one receptacle, but when you need to put two switches in one box, and make wire-nutted connections for an additional wire to branch a circuit, it gets downright ugly. Fortunately, I got up early today and went to Lowes instead of Home Depot. Lowes had 4×4 boxes that were 1 1/2″ deep. Considering that 1/8th inch is recessed into the hole in the interior wall, they just fit. Believe it or not, I spent last night, tossing and turning, trying to figure out a workaround. I’ve been doing electrical work since before I got my first whisker. Ask me how smart I are? In my defense, I did remember the bolt on plate that turns the 4″ box into a two receptacle, or two switch, box. One point for Guiseppi.
The only real time-eater this weekend was when I had to run a conduit under the trailer from the power panel in the main cabin, to the space between the galley/cabin wall, for the air conditioner and the galley power. It was one of those situations where if I were an inch off, drilling the holes, either way, I was either going to hit the metal frame or drill through one of the wooden cross-members. Either way, I’d be up the creek without a paddle. Thankfully, my aim was true and the installation, after the coronary, was fairly effortless, although securing the conduit underneath, safe from road debris and scraping, was quite a challenge.
As you can see, the walls are all in and the rough electrical is completed. I even managed to get a first coat of primer on the interior cabin walls. Needless to say, it’s going to take a couple more coats and some wood filler, (and scads of sanding), to hide the countersunk screw heads before the final coat of semi-gloss enamel goes on. Lauaun is, by nature, porous. It’s used as an underlayment for tile or linoleum, where adhesives are used that need to really hold. It can really suck it up. I keep trying to tell myself that it’s a camper and not my home, but the anal retentive, dominating force, in me keeps pressing me to fill every hole and sand every irregularity. Maybe I should consider meds?
Here’s where I started this morning. I’ve tried my best to improve on my photography skills, (thank you all for your “kind” comments about the lopsided rear view shot last week *laughing*), but, unfortunately, the problem is two-fold. WordPress is a free site, which I thank them for, but the free…..loader plan has limitations on the size of the pictures and uploads you’re allowed before you have to become a paying customer. The detail was much more vivid in the 12mpx shots I took, but those were about 3g each. A few of those and I’d have a new monthly bill. The condensed versions you’re seeing here are the best I can do for now.
The boxes mounted on the two ends, pointing out, are for the outside lights. Those, I’m sure, will come in handy for those late-night treks to the restroom, or for setting up after arriving at the campground after dark. I picked those up for a song on EBay some time back. They’re waterproof, low profile, and will take a yellow bulb to, (in my dreams), deter those nasty flying beasties bent on absconding with even more of my blood than this build has taken.
For such a simple electrical system, there was a lot of thought required to make sure I had any and all possible scenarios covered. I didn’t install any 12volt wiring, (which most who build do), because: 1) I hate having to deal with batteries and 2) I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, “If there’s no electricity or running water, I’m not camping there.” I’ve paid my dues, roughing it, believe me. Now I “choose” to camp in those establishments civilized enough to offer electricity and running water. *laughing*, (I think I called people who made those statements “Old Farts” in my book!). Actually, I plan on, eventually, picking up an RV generator should there be any inclination on my part, (otherwise known as mental illness), toward primitive camping. My other passion is writing. I plan on spending a great deal of time in the solitude of a lakeside campsite in the mountains, (that has water and electricity), petting my muse and working on that New York Times Best Seller I’m certain I have in me. I just haven’t been able to find it in there among all the cobwebs and Twinkies. I did, however, lay down, crouch, sit in different positions,etc., to try and insure that any normal activity I planned inside, (reading, writing, plugging in the laptop, whatever, had a resource within reach). I’m sure I missed something, but I’m fairly well sure it’ll only cause a minor inconvenience and not become a movie of the week.
Looks like an explosion in the Pepto-Bismol factory, doesn’t it? Thankfully, that problem is rectified in the next shot. The only other place I’ll be using the pink insulation will be underneath the 1″ foil-sided sheet insulation in the roof. The pink stuff I used here is 1/2″. The rear doors will be insulated, too, as well as the side-walls, so I didn’t need a whole lot in this wall. The remaining 1/2′ pink sheets I have, I’ll be fitting under the 1″ foil-backed polystyrene which will make a tight fit between the ceiling and the roof and, hopefully, add greatly to the “R” value of the overall insulation system. I have given it a lot of thought and decided that I fully intend to, occasionally, slip out for a few of the milder winter weekends. I’ll bet I won’t have a hard time getting a reservation at too many campgrounds!
Before any further insulation is added, and certainly before the skin goes on, I’ll be making up all the electrical boxes and adding the breakers in the box for a “dry run.” I’ll do continuity tests before I power it up, then check everything, power on, with a meter to insure that I didn’t drive a screw through a wire somewhere along the way. That would be much easier to correct before the skin goes on. Most of the wiring is such that, should I ever have to replace it, I can just attach a new wire to the old and pull it through. I used wire-staples in a few key places, but I didn’t really hammer them down for just that reason. I can’t say I’ve thought of everything, but I’ve given it one hell of a shot. Hopefully, Nosty’s Nook will remain problem-free for a long time to come.
Pink problem solved. The galley is ready for the cabinets and counter top. That will, unfortunately, have to wait for a while. Next weekend, after the electrical check, I’ll be installing the insulation throughout the rest of the TTT, then, hopefully, getting the outer skin started. Once the skin is installed, I’ll be fiberglassing the roof, then painting the exterior. I’m anxious to get everything in the dry. I still have to fab the doors, both sides and the rear of the galley, and get them watertight and functional/lockable. Once that’s finished, I can get started on the finishing touches that’ll make Nosty’s Nook more like a home away from home.
I can honestly say that I have loved every minute of working on this project. I’ve lost quarts of blood, found muscles I never knew I had, and have had a hell of a time getting out of bed the next morning after a full day in the back yard; but none of these are complaints. I could do without the blood loss, but the rest has been worth every ache and pain. Therapy without the shrink, (or his/her fees!). You have a lot of time to think and solve life’s problems when you’re engrossed in a thoroughly enjoyable project. Try it the next time karma sees fit to put that ham bone choker around your neck and make you the guest of honor at a pit bull party.
My motivation has been the daydreams of the fun to be had once I put in that last screw and hitch her up to the truck, bound for the mountains. With the exception of the last few years, camping has always been a passion for me. Hell, I even wrote a book about it. When my two children were young, we were pulling the camper somewhere at least every other weekend. Those memories will be branded on my brain until this senility I’ve been suffering for the last couple of years finally takes control and I wind up sitting at bus stops, dressed in a grass skirt and a coconut bra, preaching jibberish to the waiting passengers and waiting for the mother ship to finally remember they left me here and come back to pick me up. Those who tell me I must be from another planet don’t know how right they are. *laughing*
Before I sign off for the week, I’d like to thank those of you who’ve emailed me, commenting on the build and the blog. I do appreciate it and have enjoyed talking with you. I know quite a few of you said that you’d followed the link to my homepage and read some of my short stories. I’m glad you enjoyed them. I love hearing from people with an interest in the little trailers, (and who appreciate my writing!), and have especially enjoyed some of your stories.
Anyway, next weekend, for most, is a long weekend which would, normally, make it a mini vacation for me but, unfortunately, I’ve got to make a trip to Florida on Thursday to do battle with a dragon. If all goes well, I’ll be back in the backyard, making sawdust and celebrating voraciously by Saturday morning. If not, I’ll be in the backyard, making sawdust and drowning my sorrows by Saturday morning. Either way, there’s going to be a lot of sawdust and a whole bunch of empty Beck’s bottles; as well as a new batch of pictures along with next week’s, spine tingling, blog. *laughing*
Remember to stop by the Teardrop and Tiny Travel Trailer forum whenever you have time and check out some of the amazing little trailers some of those talented folks have built. You won’t be disappointed.
As always, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your interest in the Nosty’s Nook build, and for all the great emails.
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Until next week, I wish you peace, happiness and lots of laughter. Life is wonderful.
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