Funny how stuff happens.
Years ago my pa found out about an old Mercury sleeper someone was giving away. Not the desirable Mercury with the quilted stainless exteriors that blind other motorists, just the industrial model, a chicken coop for many years. We went out, picked it up and here it's sat.
Ma is getting used to life with no feet below the knees and before long she'll have prosthetics for both legs. As it is, she can do a lot more on her own now and I don't have to be close at hand and I needed the dough so I demoed it and established a relationship with a scrapyard in Carson City.
Then I went one day to pay the trash bill and asked about an old F-600 service truck with a monster compressor on the back that had sat there for years. Guy just gives it to me. So we tow it to a friend's house and it cranked right up after a little ether and some fire. My friend immediately made me a decent offer on it which I accepted and got, among other things, a nice, Strat-style guitar I can build.
Then a fellow gave me a travel trailer. There's been a travel trail, abandoned, on a property west of us for 20 years. One day I noticed some folks moving their belongings to what I thought was the same property and went there to aske them about the travel trail. They told me to talk to a local real estate agent because the trailer was just outside the property line and out of the right of way and told me who owned the property...
...so I did, and the real estate agent, after thinking a moment gave me the number. When I talked to the fellow he told me "Take it!" I had to find a couple of tires and tow it off. It was pretty well trashed but power converter, ac, etc was good. The frame and axles were good, the aluminum and copper is worth cash now and it will make a sweet flatbed later when I make it into one with the big, bad WWII Fournay welder I got from my friend along with the guitar for that service truck.
The same people who gave me the name of the owner of the property told me the lady who lived in the next property to the south had a motor home she wanted to give away so I went over and talked to her that day. Haven't gone up there to get it yet and there's no hurry. Good thing too.
A friend's dad heard I was scrapping and called me to pick up some scrap. Not only did he have NF stuff he had tons of steel and he gave me an F-600 flatbed and a heavy duty single axle dually trailer...which I'm using now to haul the steel off his property.
Where am I taking it? My friend who got my first service truck got evicted...and he has mountains of steel. So I called the recycling outfit I've been using and had a 20 yard bin taken to his house. Probably got 10 tons of heavy steel in it now. I have have two arms from a bucket tractor that weigh a half ton apeice and a 2 1/2 foot wide I beam 14 feet long next to the bin that need to go in it and 10 mobile home axles and hubs to pick up. My next door neighbor is giving me steel truck rims and tractor parts. I have three engines still to put in...there's three already.
Whew! God is good!