Cross-Town Move – an adventure in itself

After spending almost a month in my old neighborhood, I decided it was time to relocate to a less conspicuous residence.  32-foot long buses are unique in this area of Hoover.

So Sunday afternoon I cranked up and attempted to move 15 miles away.  I did not get out of Hoover before the bus almost stalled on the interstate going UPHILL into Birmingham.  Turns out, the transmission was 1-1/2 quarts low, which makes it spin and get hot, and not shift, or convert torque to the driveshaft.  After a rescue from my brother (thanks Bro!) and a dash of ATF, I was on my way.

I arrived a few minutes later into my friend Kris’s backyard.  Shady, quiet, much cooler (Temperature and neighborhood attitude) and after cutting a few limbs, my hostess ran all my grid-tie essentials out to the bus – I LOVE this lady!  She cooks every night and feeds me the scraps in a bowl out back (or I dip it myself and sit at the table).

Looks like 2-3 weeks here until I can get some money in the bank, then headed to N. Ga.  I am really diggin The Ham this trip?

One year ago today

I was beginning my 2016 adventure in Tennessee, and riding some twisty pavement and awesome dirt highways that crisscrossed the Appalachians for a week.  Now I am gathering my wits, slowly polishing the bus to make it livable, and planning the great escape for 2017.  The most planning is creating some income in the next few weeks so I can actually MOVE the bus.  Gas money is not enough, I need a bit of a buffer in case of repairs (tires, hoses, etc.) and the unknown – which is KNOWN to happen to me on adventure.  So the next few weeks will be repairing my bank account, and hopefully devising some consistent method of making income whilst I am travelling.

Today I am making deliveries to Tuscaloosa.

Yesterday I built some cabinets in a closet.

Running errands around The Ham

unnamedWhat a fantastic day,  I was so lucky to be able to run around finally on the bike.  I just fixed the oil leak the other day, after a few weeks of sitting (riding was low priority), and I discovered how tender my fanny had become from not riding – it happens quickly.  After only a few miles I realized what amazing weather it was, I think it was around 65 degrees at 10:30 this morning, and brisk and windy was the standard.  Homewood, downtown, then back down to Hoover, and a big backwoods loop to McCalla to pick up some steel…on the scoot.  Sure would have liked to spend more time riding but I had a couple projects I needed to finish up, so later in the week?

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Converting another school bus

I met a lady at a recent Skoolie Gathering, and suggested she come up to Ebro to get some help with her plumbing, as my method is a quick and easy method.  Ten days later she had a new bathroom, shower enclosure, and a fresh-water and grey-water tank hung beneath her her bus.  While none of the plumbing was actually functional, time constraints prevented flowing water.  It was cool to see someone else getting closer to getting out on the road.