Early June I pulled the trigger on some baltic birch through Randall Brothers in Atlanta, which is about a 2.5hr drive for me each way. About a month later, just after 4th of July, my 12 sheets of wood finally arrived (after a supplier ran out and had to restock) and I was able to take the day off to go grab it with my son riding along with me. My plan was to utilize my bare-frame Ironton to haul the wood back. This was my first time towing a trailer long distance, and it was the first time the Ironton would be out on the open road at high speed vs. just a quick jaunt into town so I knew it would be an adventure.
The trip west on I-20 was uneventful and the trailer towed great, even unloaded, due in part i think to the slightly relocated axle and nicely balanced 15 inch tires. The bearings were a bit hot when I checked them at a rest stop (I made a note of it and after the trip, backed off on the axle nut a bit and added some more grease). The weather forecast was starting to look grim, with violent thunderstorms beginning to materialize all over the metro area moving east at high speed.
I threaded through downtown Atlanta with white knuckles in mad-max noon-time traffic and got the cargo strapped down and tarped top/bottom just before the sky opened. so much sweat.

this was the sweetness i had to wait on for longer than anticipated. made it home OK without a single drop getting to the wood. good thing too, the rain was a total deluge at times.

mah brothas! They're genuinely a nice company to work with, and even though the wait was annoying, it wasn't entirely their fault

My son was riding along because of the holiday break in summer camp, and after such a busy morning we had to find a place to eat pronto or he was going to melt down. went to a place i knew had decent food but it was slammed even at 2pm. made it in OK, parked OK, but on the way out we got this souvenier:


got hit by one of these, he pulled up behind me as we tried to leave the parking lot and didn't see the trailer over the front of the hood. hit the trailer frame square with the little point on the chrome part of the bumper, dead center.

he actually got it worse than i did, but he really didn't care about the truck and was pretty apologetic. that's just how it goes in Atlanta, its chaos all the time. the impact was pretty light, just pushed the Xterra a little and didn't damage anything else like the hitch pin or ball hitch. unfortunately i was on a tight schedule because i had to pick up my wife 2.5 hrs away (its her car and she can't drive mine with the manual) so we just decided to not get anything involved, traded info just in case and move on. could have been way worse if he was lifted or was moving faster than an idle crawl. Got home OK otherwise, pulled the trailer in the garage and just decided to deal with it the next day.
Next afternoon comes around and I decided I had to face how to fix this thing. I just sort of sat there staring at this bent crossmember trying to figure out what to do. tried wailing on it with a sledge, nothing, just made loud noises. as i'm hammering away, wife pulls in the driveway and i had an epiphany, i know what will bend this back. i told her to stop, laid out 2 small scraps of plywood and bridged the middle with the crossmember, bent part sticking up. she's looking at me like I'm more of an idiot than usual. but i wave her forward, she stops the xterra's front tire on top of the crossmember, and then backed back off again.
BAM! straight as an arrow again, ha! brute force rules.
the hit did throw the frame a bit out of square so i did get to apply my sledge skills to a corner to persuade it to budge 1/4" back in one direction and line stuff up again. the frame will never be perfect now but its 99% lined up and that's fine, its not like this thing is going into outer space.