BIG MOVES and the DITCH WITCH

   The farm was in need of a few outdoor water lines, 

which meant it was also in need of a few long trenches, 

so Jack rented a Ditch Witch.

For those of you unfamiliar with the Ditch Witch...

de-unfamiliarize yourself! These things are sweet. 

   The Ditch Witch is an earth moving chain saw. You lower the blade into the ground and put the wheels in reverse - backing up towards your intended destination. Normally, you lay pipe at the bottom of the resulting trench and fill it back in.

Jack describes this process as "The unholy union 

between the ecstatic skin of the earth...

... and shitty plastic."

   However, since we would eventually need a large hole under the back of the airstream (filled with gravel and used as the grey water drain) Jack thought we might as well address this spot while we had the Ditch Witch. You can't exactly make a clean hole, but you sure can loosen up the dirt - which will make it much easier to remove later.

First step - move the Airstream. Big moves in Bridgeton. 

Next step - witch a ditch

   This thing was a bit difficult to control at first.

Imagine trying to dig a trench with a pig on a leash.

It digs. There's no question about that. 

But its herkin' and jerkin' all over the place 

and it only vaguely listens to where you want it to go. 

I found myself asking:

"Which ditch would a Ditch Witch stitch 

if a Ditch Witch switched its niche?"

   I can't answer that, but I can answer this:

What makes boys happier than all hell? 

moving a pile of dirt from one place to another. 

I had a good ol' time.

The Ditch Witch also had this great warning sign

The first part applies to some of the best situations:

"I don't know what's about to go down, 

but that shit's gonna be crazy."

PSYCHEDELIC CHIC-ERY

Another big change - laying down the new floor.

Its gonna be burnt plywood and its gonna be sweet.  

Why burnt plywood? 

Well, just take a look at the formula:

Ultra cheap material + Propane torch + Polyurethane

= Charred psychedelic chic-ery

Yes sir. Thats how we do in Bridgeton

First step - fit strips of plywood to the airstream

Next step: Remove & Torch

How did it go? 

I'll leave you with a cliffhanger....

FLOATING FIBERGLASS & SCRUBBIN' the 'STREAM

  With the shower pan and barrel wall in place it was time to address a variety of unresolved issues in the bathroom. The first step was to fill the voids left by all the demolition. This meant securing and connecting the floating fiberglass edges to the walls and floor. Here is an example:

  With no flat walls to work from and the not-so-friendly nature of fiberglass, I was getting bogged down. Jack had the idea to put the bathroom on hold and make some big changes in the rest of the Airstream. I was on board.

One major step towards livability: 

Remove the mold that now coated the walls. 

  Having sat through a handful of insane rain storms, mold was gettin' down and dirty in the Airstream. So we had to bust out the big guns: buckets full of TSP, hot water and bleach and three days of scrubbing. 

Ok, it wasn't quite that bad.

It was more like this:

Now the place is sparklin' clean. 

I also removed wasp and bird nests from the vents.

Sorry fellers... try the chicken coop next time.

SETTING DEBRIS FREE

What's this image? A gestural, abstract expression 

commenting on the nature of form?

...Its a piece of fiberglass I ripped out of the bathroom...

... a piece of fiberglass that said "Check me out. 

Im a cool lookin' form."

I threw the rest of the debris in the air. 

A STEW for YOU & BARREL of MONKEYS

Ok. 


Its been 3 months since I posted anything. You know how it goes. Sometimes life puts the ol' Airstream blog on the back burner. The Airstream itself, however, has definitely NOT been on the back burner. Its on the front burner, baby. Well maybe not the front burner. Its been slow cookin' and now things are getting niiiiiiice and juicy. So let me share with you this tasty Airstream stew.


First off, the rusty barrel shower wall has been finally finished. Check it out.

Don't worry - it didn't take the entirety of the past 3 months. But making the wooden trim pieces to cap off the barrel pieces was quite a job. It was fairly straight forward in theory:

But the nuances of its construction ended up being more complex than a barrel of monkeys.

The final stage was nearly a disaster. I was in the middle of glueing the two finished halves together when I realized the barrel shape prevented me from using any clamps in the shop. Oh shit. Glue's setting. I tried some jerry-rigged solution that failed miserably. Oh shit. Glue's setting.


Then I remembered I had seen a stack of old wooden clamps in a barn on the property - they could work. Like a crazed, sweaty wild animal, I ran out of the studio, through the garden and to the barn. Jack saw me and must have wondered where I was running on such a hot morning. The clamps worked. Nice.

With that relief, I transformed back from a wild sweaty animal into subdued sweaty human.

Here's the final product.

(click to see larger)

It is with absolute accuracy and seriousness that I say my bathroom barrel's got a bunghole.

I'll leave it at that.

POKE SALAD ANNIE

   This is in no way noteworthy news, but I did just use a machete and a weed wacker to clear out the 6 foot tall poke weed that had all but engulfed the Airstream...

THE OL' UNDER & UP

How to install the shower pan...


   We figured it would simply take four guys and a lot of expletives to manhandle the shower pan into place. But that bathroom doorway is barely wide enough for one person, much less four guys hoisting an awkward 300 lb object. It was certainly possible... but certainly would be unpleasant.


   Jack had the idea to pull "the ol' under and up".... or at least thats what I've been calling it. Now, I'm not talkin' about whistle pig tunneling tactics here, I'm talkin' about the ol' under and up where you lift a concrete shower pan with the forks of a tractor and sneak that sucker under the rear of an Airstream and up through a hole in the floor into place. 

   With a little forward and back, up and down, and nudging with a 2x4, the shower pan found its final resting place. We threw some safety jacks underneath and went crawling around to reinstall the C channel supports.