This is it. Only a few more days of the comfortable 1970s Brady-suburban life for my family and me until we take our home and work on the road for, well, maybe three days, and maybe three months. Hoping for the latter and bracing for the former, we have been fiddling away with our 1969 Shasta Compact for months. From the simple — researching and purchasing enamelware dish sets, to the handy — installing a series of plywood shelves in the surprisingly ample closet, to the downright confounding — wrangling a ducted air conditioner into an empty cabinet below the stove, we think she is finally ready.
We will be blogging as we roll, and we hope you will keep it right here for all of the haps and mishaps along the way. To begin, I thought you may enjoy the grand tour (which, considering the trailer is 10’x6′, takes all of ten seconds).
When you step through the door, 5,000 aftermarket BTUs are blasting to keep you cool, courtesy of a wrangled install by yours truly.
A bunk drops down from the ceiling. J. is 3.5 years old, and this will be his ‘room’. The holes in the side are actually recessed bolts. I fashioned a safety rail out of painted 1×2 that holds in place with wing screws and uninstalls for travel.
The Shasta Compact has a surprising amount of storage, especially after I fashioned some shelving for the second closet.
A view of the kitchen from the bedroom. The blue light switch controls a seven inch fan that vents the discharged heat from the air conditioner through a duct and out of the trailer.
The u-shaped couch converts into a mostly-comfy double bed.
This table stows away for sleeping and safe traveling. Two coats of spray paint plus two passes of satin clear coat give the tabletop a vintage formica feel.
She’s a dimply old lady, but we love our ‘Stella’, and are looking forward to spending some quality time together touring the great US of A.