Bobsticle
De Villes Advocaat
Well I have finally moved into mi little lock up so it’s time to start the trailer.
For those that may be faintly interested or having trouble falling to sleep I’ll remind you of the story so far. I like little adventures with my shooting and fly fishing but staying out overnight is always s pain. Using a B&B isn’t always practical when ending s day full of mud and I can’t be doing with a tent.
Henry, my series mongral needed a little trailer to pull along that was equipped with a bed and kettle, possibly some wet wipes and an empty paint can for sanitation. I eventually found s cheap enough donor trailer that would match my vintage vehicle with leaf springs and same sized wheels to negate the need of two spares and promptly stuck it round the back of the house for 18 months until today.
I did find out that it was worth a fortune and a collectors item and was made by Brockhouse for a series one in the 50s but that’s another story and after offering it for a swap to anyone as a restoration project no body came forward so it’s finally time for the angle grinder to come out.
I began today with the strip down. This is how it looked first thing.
Way too small with a bed of about six foot by three and a half foot.
It’s almost unrecognisable as a Brockhouse as it’s had a frame welded round the sides but it still had the little giveaways like the hub caps and the nose bump
By this afternoon I had managed to cannibalise it until...... well until very little was left.
First job will be to refurb the springs, axle and hubs then onto making it the right size. Weight isn’t going to be a factor as it was originally built to take vastly more than a tin tent so I can concentrate on making it ruddy gorgeous.
It’s going to take an age to do but hey, what else am I going to do with a lock up.
For those that may be faintly interested or having trouble falling to sleep I’ll remind you of the story so far. I like little adventures with my shooting and fly fishing but staying out overnight is always s pain. Using a B&B isn’t always practical when ending s day full of mud and I can’t be doing with a tent.
Henry, my series mongral needed a little trailer to pull along that was equipped with a bed and kettle, possibly some wet wipes and an empty paint can for sanitation. I eventually found s cheap enough donor trailer that would match my vintage vehicle with leaf springs and same sized wheels to negate the need of two spares and promptly stuck it round the back of the house for 18 months until today.
I did find out that it was worth a fortune and a collectors item and was made by Brockhouse for a series one in the 50s but that’s another story and after offering it for a swap to anyone as a restoration project no body came forward so it’s finally time for the angle grinder to come out.
I began today with the strip down. This is how it looked first thing.
Way too small with a bed of about six foot by three and a half foot.
It’s almost unrecognisable as a Brockhouse as it’s had a frame welded round the sides but it still had the little giveaways like the hub caps and the nose bump
By this afternoon I had managed to cannibalise it until...... well until very little was left.
First job will be to refurb the springs, axle and hubs then onto making it the right size. Weight isn’t going to be a factor as it was originally built to take vastly more than a tin tent so I can concentrate on making it ruddy gorgeous.
It’s going to take an age to do but hey, what else am I going to do with a lock up.