Tongue box mostly finished

I just thought some of you might want to see some pictures from the Sunday service of "The Church of the Sacred Bluebonnet on the Hill in George West."
Apparently, this weekend while people were defending their religious beliefs and arguing about political tyranny, I was blissfully sweating away in my barn in George West, enjoying the intermittent cooler breezes while roving bands of drizzle showers thunderously pelted the roof of the barn. Oh, and I got to work on my trailer for the first time in a long time.
I've been trying to work on the tongue box off and on for months and finally made real headway. I got everything (well, most everything) dry fitted. Next I'll tear it all apart and seal it with Sikaflex and reinstall it. Here are the pics:
This is the side view.
This is the front view.
Rain diverter detail.
Access door detail view.
Holy cow! I haven't finished it yet and it's already full of crap!
Took me almost as long to build the tongue box as it did the rest of the trailer. But after completing the task, I put Jake in the trailer, opened a cold one, turned on the radio and felt the first genuine moment of relaxation I have felt in a long while. It occurred to me that sort of thing happens every time I get inside of it and start problem solving the next phase of this little project.
Apparently, this weekend while people were defending their religious beliefs and arguing about political tyranny, I was blissfully sweating away in my barn in George West, enjoying the intermittent cooler breezes while roving bands of drizzle showers thunderously pelted the roof of the barn. Oh, and I got to work on my trailer for the first time in a long time.
I've been trying to work on the tongue box off and on for months and finally made real headway. I got everything (well, most everything) dry fitted. Next I'll tear it all apart and seal it with Sikaflex and reinstall it. Here are the pics:
This is the side view.
This is the front view.
Rain diverter detail.
Access door detail view.
Holy cow! I haven't finished it yet and it's already full of crap!
Took me almost as long to build the tongue box as it did the rest of the trailer. But after completing the task, I put Jake in the trailer, opened a cold one, turned on the radio and felt the first genuine moment of relaxation I have felt in a long while. It occurred to me that sort of thing happens every time I get inside of it and start problem solving the next phase of this little project.