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Labor-Intensive Camping

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I spent yesterday goofing with the trailer, since the Top Speed Shootout event I missed has now been rescheduled for October 10-14.  With the SCTA World Finals going October 1-4, I decided to stick it out here in spite of Wendover’s relative lack of amenities – like oh, say, a barber shop. I’d normally stay only the 2-week limit and move a distance away, then return for the next event, but another camper assured me that the BLM is well aware of the needs of running these events, and will not hassle people staying longer as long as they don’t present problems. Good campers = a local blind eye to the systemwide rules.

A longer stay means that the trailer really needed to be repositioned true east-west to allow maximum exposure for the solar panels. It does make a difference, because at this time of year, the sun never goes straight overhead and a true E-W position will grab considerably more sun than being off-kilter and either resetting the panels a couple of times a day or leaving them horizontal. I can tell by the voltage readings I’m getting. The frequent clouds don’t help, since I’m grinding the iMac pretty heavily each day.

The other motive for relocating is that I’m on a slight slope, and the fridge uses more propane if it’s off level just a tad. So, I hitched up and weaseled around a few feet this way and that until I reached trailer nirvana. Too bad I didn’t get sufficiently paranoid about solar power cables and ropes while doing it, since I ran over a Read more…

Digging Out

The bucket fills in either side of the trench, while thick cables are fastened to the grader's axle.

The bucket fills in either side of the trench, while thick cables are fastened to the grader’s axle.

Wow, what a project to get the grader free! It took over an hour, and the problem was the grader’s weight. They decided to try to pull the grader out from the roadway side, and filled in the trench all ’round so that if it moved, it would go only more level ground. At first they tried to use the crawler’s bucket to pull at the rear end of the grader, but the leverage problems quickly made Read more…

Cave-In!

Oops!

Oopsie!

Lest you think that nothing goes on when you’re boondocking in the middle of nowhere, apparently nowhere is a happenin’ place! Offered for your consideration is this grader, which was moving dirt from the high ground to slowly fill in the deep void near the roadway when the earth collapsed, tossing the rear end into the ditch. The driver thinks that if it weren’t for the wide blade, it might have gone onto its side. They tried to pull it out forward with another grader that was onsite, but it couldn’t find enough traction on the dirt. So, the driver is now traveling about an hour and a half to get Read more…

I Stand Corrected

The road grader returns!

The road grader returns!

Later in the day yesterday, the guy with the road grader came back and reshaped the gullies and berms beside my campsite. Thankfully, he also repaired the entrance to a usable condition. I’m also thankful that the afternoon and overnight thunderstorms that were predicted never did show up, and now we gots a mostly sunny forecast for many days in a row! Does it get Read more…

Uh-Oh. Adventure!

That's the paved road yesterday evening.

That’s the paved road yesterday evening.

Things were interesting early in the evening yesterday. I’m hoping that they don’t get even more interesting this afternoon. I was cooking pasta for supper yesterday after a heavy, high-wind thunderstorm and heard a faint fan-like hiss. That made me wonder if I’d left some electrical circuit on, and something was running that shouldn’t be. Hmm, nope. After a while of wondering, I looked out through the foggy window and spotted what appeared to be the paved road near the trailer moving downhill. Huh? A couple of wipes to the window showed it to be a cascade of water from the mountain slopes surging along in waves, carrying rocks and debris along with it. It was moving with enough depth and speed that I was concerned that it might breach the deep gullies on each side of the road, or that a separate stream might be forming on the ground approaching the truck and trailer. No, some typical rivulets were forming, but that’s about it. And the berms were holding.

It seems that the two deep gullies were carrying stormwater down from the slopes, and that the road beside the trailer just happened to have a bit less crown than usual, so the two streams temporarily joined there and delivered a goodly mix of gravel and hefty-sized rocks on the pavement. It was over in minutes, but not before reshaping the gullies. Some areas are shallower, and some, like at the entry to my campsite, are deeper. Further down, it’s cavernous. That wouldn’t pose a big problem once the soft dirt dries out. Part of the entry is still negotiable by the trailer, if I’m willing to turn in the wrong direction and go up the long slope to a turnaround area up there.

The issue is that Read more…

Valuable Crap!

Charity shops don't know what to do with weird stuff like this, so to eBay it goes.

Charity shops don’t know what to do with weird stuff like this, so to eBay it goes.

Now is the agony of selling off obsolete junk that, to the right people, is too valuable for me to donate or discard. From the start, I have a month to do it. So, it’s eBay time. The stuff falls into two categories: 1/10th-scale radio controlled race cars and film cameras.

RC cars, as they are called, were once popular as a hobby. The cost of the equipment and race day fees got out of hand however, and it turned into a fad lasting two decades. It’s the typical story of having to become a wealthy equipment geek to win, and many couldn’t simply enjoy the drive. People still race RC cars today both on and off-road, but despite equipment prices having dropped, the numbers are way down and it’s a tiny niche compared to what it was at its peak. I’d guess that three quarters of the race tracks have folded, too. It was a lot of fun for me to go racing, but many of the remaining off-road tracks have morphed into overdeveloped venues with gonzo jumps that older equipment was never designed for. It was about racing then, and now it’s about seeing how high your vehicle can jump without breaking. The cars have also gotten bigger, evolving into caricatures of vehicles that once were close to scale. Since all my stuff is obsolete and mostly uncompetitive now, I figured they were a discard. Not so. For some reason, vintage RC cars are going for Read more…

Getting a Handle on Rest

Exit from the bunkbed is made much easier with high handles.

Exit from the bunkbed is made much easier with high handles mounted on the underside of the upper bunk.

This barely qualifies as a “mod” that should be written about, but here it is anyway. Scooching out of the lower bunkbed can be a clumsy affair, especially if one’s back is acting up. A stop at the hardware store for utility handles solved the problem. I cheated, because I also have an electronic studfinder. That made locating the exact boundaries of the few skinny overhead beams easy. Mark the desired locations, break out the DeWalt power drill, and three minutes later, and BAM! – there’s a world of difference in the ease of rising in the morning. I don’t think I’d dare do pull-ups with these handles because of the short screws, but they more than do the job in actual use.

Oh, That’s Just Wrong!

This is what you can find in commercial campgrounds in July.

This is what you can find in commercial campgrounds in July.

I guess I’m officially an old curmudgeon now. Out for my morning walk, I passed a park sign that announced a “Christmas in July” celebration today, complete with an alleged turkey dinner (bring your own sides). That’s the thing with campgrounds that bill themselves as resorts. They have to offer amenities and manufacture social events to justify the cost of staying there. Some folks just love this kind of stuff as a way to have fun, meet new friends and socialize. For me, it’s offputting to even think about trying to enjoy being in a roomful of complete strangers and sitting down to eat at a bench and table. I prefer meeting people one-on-one, like the couple who were in back of my site that were full-timers. Very nice folks. They recently left for a month to head for Wisconsin to see the kids and grandkids, and will return after that. Anyway. walking on, I saw the above holiday tragedy of Read more…

A New Record!

Stax-O-Wax no more.

Stax-O-Wax no more.

The transfer of records to digital is done: there were more than 290 LP albums, many of them double platters. Then there were 125 45 RPM records, and over 300 78 RPM records. Thats more than 715 albums, folks. If I’d known that before I’d started, I might have chickened out. It took awhile. But it’s over, and I’ve moved on to less glamorous and less tedious tasks. I’m still transferring my movie DVDs to hard drives when I get a chance. That’s a story in itself, in that it’ll fill most of two 3TB drives! There are somewhat more compact ways of going digital with movies, but I’m insisting on creating them in a format (.iso) which will allow direct transfer back to DVD, if needed at some point. Things happen to DVDs, and few of them are happy things.

 

Junker or Jewel?

This 1972-1974 Volkswagen Karmann Ghia was found sinking into the ground at a storage facility.

This 1972-1974 Volkswagen Karmann Ghia was found sinking into the ground at a storage facility.

On my last trip to load up the final carton of LP record albums from my storage unit, I went in search of a car that my son had found and “loved the look” of. The Karmann Ghia was a car I had always been ambivalent about, because in the days of my youth, the best thing to do with a Volkswagen seemed to be to tear off the body and replace it with a lightweight fiberglass Meyers Manx dune buggy shell. Now, in hindsight, I can appreciate this model for what it represented.

This Karmann Ghia is one in spirit only, having been seriously cleaned up and rodded with a Porsche Engine. Still, all the original lines are there.

This Karmann Ghia is one in spirit only, having been seriously cleaned up and rodded with a Porsche Engine. Still, all the original lines are there.

After World War II, Germany was trying to get back on its economic feet and get some of its bombed out factories going again. Volkswagen was pumping out a few Beetles and had contracted with a couple of coach-building firms to hand-build a convertible version. Volkswagen grew a bit concerned over time, because post-war countries such as the U.S. were beginning to look toward better, more elegant products, automotively speaking. Not everyone mind you, but those who began to prosper again first.

Frankly, postwar automobile design in the U.S. was at an all-time low just at a time when Read more…

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