Getting started
Since the Wilderness is too high to park in my carport, I decide to bring her to Daddy's. Bonus point is that he has a plethora of tools and equipment that I can use.
Here she is in all her glory sitting in my driveway, where I took her home first to let my husband see her. My neighbors probably wondered what kind of white trash idea I brought home this time.
Notice the aluminum buckled over the frame there where the tongue connects? Beware. That usually means the wood has rotted and the camper has slid down. I later figure this out.
Also take note of the lovely black spray paint job that has been performed on this poor hapless travel trailer. I'm not sure what the point was, but it sure did not help her looks.
We decide to pull off the tires and look at the brakes and repack the bearings. Luckily, the bearings look pretty good and were not dry, but we discovered two of the springs were broken.
I'm pretty darn lucky to have a mechanic dad who tells me my projects are stupid/crazy/what are you even thinking but rolls his chair out and helps me anyway. I think one of the most powerful lessons I"ve learned from him is "Might as well try it". I have always jumped into things feet first and learned along the way.