There once was a trailer...

And by that I mean it's as good as gone. 

When we initially purchased the Pyles Property, it came fully equipped with this beautiful piece of metal:

She's a Beaut!

Her good side :)

Can you sense my sarcasm? I sure hope so. Not only is it ugly, it's got bats living in it. Yes, BATS.  Although the trailer is clearly an eyesore, we concluded that it would be stuck there until spring, at best.

I thought wrong.

 

 

Enter: Rob Sr. (aka: Dad; aka: Master Trailer Destroyer)

 

 

C woke up bright and early for morning coffee to a crazy snow storm. Obviously, we wouldn't expect anyone to make it to the property today. Even the highways were bad, so I hear. Through hell or high water, today was the day the trailer was leaving.  See for yourself:

Interstate Snowstorm < Trailer Demolition



C and myself made our way up from the Greek's to the property around 9 am or so. To our surprise, everyone else made it there shortly thereafter. There must have been at least 2 feet of  snow on an un-plowed driveway. NOTE: that back country roads are not a priority don't matter at all for the plow trucks, and they don't salt out this way. 

 

 

The Sleeveless One and EJ arrived first and pulled into the driveway with his big pickup truck. If you look closely, the remaining posts for our split-rail fence are located in the bed.

Rob Sr. and Featherweight just barely made it into the driveway.

You could hardly see the tires on the vehicles, which posed a problem while trying to get out. Luckily, we made friends with our neighbor who owns all sorts of snow removal tools. He came over with a Bacco and some chains and that was that. Since then we have begun our list of things we need to own in order to simply leave our house during the winter months. My personal favorite being an UTV. Throughout the course of the day, we saw one of these, and a few snow mobiles just crusing right along. Necessary? YES PLEASE!



Imagine that is me behind the wheel.


First thing first: FIRE. Apparently, fire is ALWAYS needed.

Rob Sr. busted out the demolition tools and ordered us to work.

Step 1: Remove tacky wood panneling from every room, until nothing remains but insulation. Crow bars and hammers are welcome.

Rob Sr. showing us the ropes.

EJ utilizing her demolition skills.

C testing out the crow bar technique.

 Admiring his work.


As for me and Featherweight, we were tending do the fire by carrying every single piece of wood panneling to the fire.

Slowly but surely the fire was burnging good.

It was nearly lunch time. C and I took our sled and headed for the hills. Literally. We rode the sled down the hill. Don't judge, we don't have an UTV yet. We had some delicious lunch with the Greek and his wife, then pondered how we would get lunch back to the others. THE SLED, OF COURSE! We loaded up the sled with good eating and another 12 cups and off we went. Upon our arrival, another problem arose: Where will we put our tea and scrumpets? Rob Sr. determined there were still a few good doors on the trailer that would make a great dining facility.

Sorry about your luck, door. 

Before you know it, all of the wood panneling was gone. Sunday was going to be a big day full of bathroom and kitchen demolition. Did I mention that we will also be having another fire???