Tin Can Alley- A Rehab Project
My husband and I have a new Rehab Project- “Tin Can Alley” to work on.
Our New to us 1970 Camp Four camper. She’s a
bit (okay a lot) rough around the edges at the moment, but has good bones and should be ready to roll down the road in a few months if all goes well.
As we enter “Tin Can Alley- A Rehab Project”, I’d just like to say that this has been something on My bucket list as well as Rick’s for quite some time. So this is a labor of love. It probably won’t be very profitable in a monetary way, but emotionally it’s a gold mine for both of us.
I’ll be blogging about the process and our progress along the way to making a dream a reality with this “Tin Can Alley – A Rehab Project”. So come along for the journey and feel free to comment and suggest things as we go!!
We can even talk about doing Trim Healthy Mama in tight spaces! Not just in the camper but also in my kitchen.
I know it doesn’t seem like you can eat alternatively in that small of a space but hey I’m up for a challenge or two to see what’s going to work and what isn’t.
Considering that this beauty in the rough is 44 years old, I feel she’s got some great years a head of her and we are excited to give her a face lift, fix what’s wrong and make her a shining star again.
We’ve decided that a retro theme is going to be best and are really going to try to keep as much of the original decor as possible.
I have some questions for you…
Do you camp in a camper or a tent?
I prefer to camp in a camper as I’ve gotten older, although I took my kids camping in both tents and campers as they were growing up.
What’s your favorite camping memory?
I have many fond memories of camping with my family as a child. We would go with my brothers and my dad on boy scout trips with my brothers. My dad and brothers were in the scout camp while my mom, my sister and I camped in a campground near by.
Where was your favorite camping memory made?
I think the camping trip that stuck with me the most was when we went camping in Indian river Michigan. We attended Mass at the National Shrine of Cross in the Woods and afterward my dad walked me to the base of the cross… it’s a beautiful place.