Posted by: this montana life | January 8, 2012

Meet Winnie-1962 Shasta 16 SC

Winnie-born in 1962

1962 Shasta 16 SC

WARNING: Owning a vintage Shasta trailer can lead to an addiction. There is just something about a Shasta that says “AHhhhhh. More, please.” Some members of the Vintage Shasta Trailer Forum say we Shasta owners could be called a cult. While it’s very hard to admit I’m a member of a cult—it may be true.  After we sold our compact, Gina I caught myself (daily) skimming the Craigslist ads, over a three-state area, looking for old Shastas. I even thought I had found the perfect replacement for Gina and drove from Great Falls, Montana to Pocatella, Idaho—a 12-hour round trip–all ready to purchase and bring home a 1969 Shasta. That trip was a total bust since the trailer was in the roughest shape I’d ever seen—complete with a metal plate welded onto the wheel well to keep the floor from dropping to the ground.

I was disillusioned for about a week and kept my eyes averted from all trailer ads. The withdrawals were horrific and lasted for days. After a week’s recovery period my innate need for the hunt returned and I commenced the Shasta search. Imagine my pleasant surprise to find one within 3 hours of home. In a town where we have relatives and friends! Our niece and nephew-in-law lived within 1 mile of the target trailer. They jumped at the chance to be a part of the experience and undertook the job of checking over the trailer. They gave it the “go ahead it has potential” sign.  The timing was perfect as it was New Year’s Day weekend and we could combine two pleasurable experiences. Visiting fabulous people AND checking out a vintage trailer.

1962 Shasta 16 SC

We arrived in Bozeman, traveling on snow- and ice-covered roads, with plenty of daylight to check out the 1962 Shasta 16SC.  Embee and nephew-in-law crawled under the trailer to check out the belly and I checked out the interior. The trailer passed muster as far as restoration potential, but Embee was still tepid about buying it. I am a firm believer in Fate and so I suggested that we back up our Trailblazer and plug it in. If the trailer tail lights worked, we should buy it. If the lights didn’t work—then the trailer wasn’t for us. The lights worked!! So since we were all backed up and plugged in it was a small job to hook her up and head out. In the snow and ice.

The new trailer is now stowed securely next to our garage and is awaiting our TLC. Some of the work can be done in the driveway, but some of the work will require a shop or garage for the tear down. Now our search is for a smallish shop to rent for a few months to bring this lovely piece of USA’s history back to her former glory.

Floor Plan

Details on her are as follows:

  • Original paint job was white on top, white on bottom, with a bare aluminum stripe down the middle. Some previous owner painted the bottom a sort of poo-brown (hence the name, “Winnie”).
  • She has the original flooring/linoleum and it is in great shape.
  • Some of her cushions have the original upholstery fabric but it is really butt-ugly.
  • She has leaked in the past so we know there will be rot to replace and a few interior birch panels to replace. The entire inside will need to be sanded and re-shellacked.
  • She needs her round tail lights replaced since the previous owner removed them and put square ones on.
  • She needs wings. Her original ones are missing.
  • She will need all windows and j-channel to be removed and resealed.
  • She needs a new ice-box.
  • Her stove/oven needs checking out and certification.
  • Her little toilet needs repair/replacement or removal.
  • This list could go on and on and on—but those are the major items to start with!

Kitchen

Back bedroom

Back couch that opens up to double bed

Toilet in back

Small small mini toilet in even smaller closet!

Front couch/dinette

Front couch with fold-down tables. Opens into small double bed.

Sink

Double faucet. Does this mean there should be hot water?

I am so excited to have another Shasta on which to work! Deciding what theme to decorate will be a hard choice. I’m vacillating between Montana Fishing Lodge or U of M Griz décor. This would make a fabulous tail-gating trailer for the Griz football games.

Stay tuned for updates as the restoration process begins!

Shasta emblem

Posted by: this montana life | January 8, 2012

Camping at Wally World (for a bad night’s sleep)

Camping at Wally World (for a bad night’s sleep)

It’s been quite a while since I’ve put up a post here. Main reason—it’s winter in Montana! However, that said, I do have to admit that the Burro has made two pretty major trips in the cold weather. Embee took Archie to the coast and visited friends and family in Portland and Eugene, Oregon. And I dragged Archie through snow and ice over three mountain passes to visit my daughter in Spokane. While in Spokane I decided to try a new type of camping—in the Walmart parking lot. Hrmph. I really would not recommend this as a preferred camp spot. Sure, it was convenient…..and easy to level out the trailer. But…..quite noisy!! I am amazed at how late people shop at Walmart. And how loud they talk at o’dark thirty in the morning. And how bright those over-head parking lot lights are. And how low-minded people like to peel out and slide around the parking lot with their souped up cars. Oh well, live and learn, right? At least it was marginally better than sleeping on the couch in my daughter’s student housing apartment, maybe.

I think.

Posted by: this montana life | September 4, 2011

Saying Goodbye to Gina

Saying Goodbye to Gina

Vintage trailers are more than just wood and aluminum. You put your heart and soul into fixing them up. You decorate them to suit your style (and their era). You pull them around to places you never dreamed you’d ever see. They become your home away from home. They follow you to the Anasazi ruins of Arizona. They barely screech around the tight curves of the Apache Trail. They keep you warm and dry during rain storms in the Sedona desert.  You even take them home to visit your family.  They bounce and roll their way into your heart and soul.

And then comes the time when you have to say goodbye to them; to something that has become a serious part of your life. That time came today for me and Embee. The rule is we can only have one trailer. There is only room for one trailer on our small city driveway (this is a mantra I have to keep repeating to keep me from a serious disease Embee has dubbed VTAS—Vintage Trailer Acquisition Syndrome).

So we placed ads for Gina on Craigslist and on Tincantourists.com. New owners found her the first day. And great new owners they are.  Gina is their second vintage trailer and I knew they were perfect to take over the care of Gina when they showed us pictures of their last trailer still on their iPhone! (Not unlike wonderful grandparents, huh?) After a multitude of phone calls and a bit of negotiation they headed north to Great Falls and I could tell it was love at first sight. Following over an hour of visiting and a walk through, Curt and Linda drove away with Gina in tow.  They live close enough (180 miles….which is close Montana style)  that they offered visitation rights. I might just have to meet Linda and Gina for a few nights of camping to visit with a new friend—as well as an old one.

Gina and her new owners

It’s true that parting is such sweet sweet sorrow.

Posted by: this montana life | August 31, 2011

The Burro

As a child my love of adventure knew no bounds.  Fortunately, I guess, my mother set boundaries for me. It seemed that I wanted to be outside every hour of the day climbing trees (or tree stumps), riding bikes, roller skating, or building forts with sheets and chairs. My Dad even built us girls a play house in the back corner of the yard to help slake our sense of adventure in a safe way.

Tree in campground

Soon I found that daily sojourns outside wasn’t enough. So I would take my plaid flannel-lined sleeping bag to the back yard and spend the night gazing at stars and sleeping safely inside the 7’ tall fence. No critters other than our cat, Tiger, would find me there!

Now that I’m grown I find that my deep-rooted need for adventure is still strong–stronger than my need for roots. Since I’m married to Embee this requires either his “buy-in” to come along on my adventures or a fair amount of marital separation.  My trailer shopping and subsequent renovations have been a slight source of discord in the marriage. Eventually Embee got on board with each trailer. However, the beginning of each trailer purchase caused small earthquakes in the household.

Finally, though, WE purchased a trailer together—as a team—and it was instant love all around. How did I find this new trailer?  I have to make a confession. My name is Diane, I’m 54 years old, and I’m addicted to Craigslist. There—I admitted it freely to everyone!! And that’s where I found the Burro. I not only regularly search the local Craigslist area but also the Spokane area. The East Idaho area. The Oregon area. The Burro was in Rexburg, Idaho just waiting for me to buy him.  Ok, he didn’t’ wait long. I answered the Craigslist ad within two hours of its posting. But look at him! How could you resist him??

Meet the newest addition to the trailer family

Embee was almost as enamored as me with his pictures. So after about an hour of consideration and quite a few phone calls to the owners we packed up the Trailblazer and headed south on I-15 to buy him. We threw in the barest of necessities for a night of camping as we knew we couldn’t make it to Rexburg, Idaho and back in one day.

We tried to lower our expectations just in case the Burro wasn’t as clean and sharp as it looked in the Craigslist pictures. We kept questioning our sanity about the drive and forthcoming purchase. “Why are we doing this?” “Do we really need a different trailer?” But these questions didn’t turn us around at any point in this trip. And I think we are both happy we didn’t.

The Burro turned out to be everything we wanted/needed/desired. He’s clean, he’s light-weight, he’s cute, and he’s all ours.  He has a built-in 12-volt system AND  a propane/electric fridge! The fridge can even run off the 12-volt system—although I can’t imagine the battery charge would last very long with the fridge running off of it. After a brief briefing by the owner we hit the road and spent the next two nights exploring eastern Idaho and southwestern Montana, and giving Rex the proper trailer initiation.

Our first night was spent in a campground near the Idaho/Montana border just a mile off of I-15 called Stoddard Creek. A more quiet campground couldn’t be found (except for the occasional sound of jake-brakes from the trucks on the highway). There was a trail that went above the campground on the ridge which Embee embarked upon in the morning as I slept snugly in.

After poring over maps we decided to head home by heading in the opposite direction. This way we could head home on the Sacajawea Scenic Byway and follow the Lemhi and Salmon rivers. This route would take us through Salmon, Idaho where we figured we could stock up on a few groceries for one more night. Wrong. The owner of the Saveway is Mormon and the store is closed on Sundays. I’m a fan of stores closing on Sundays for the benefit of the staff. Truly I am! But we had to scramble to find a small convenient store to buy toilet paper, a can of soup for dinner, and a package of cookies for dessert. Armed thusly we continued our adventure skirting the Salmon River which is quite lovely. It seduced us to pull into a fishing access site and take a dip to cool ourselves off. Quite refreshing.

Our 2nd night was spent in May Creek Campground off of Highway 43 just a few miles from Lost Trail Pass. As we pulled through the campground loop looking for the best spot we simultaneously said, “I smell huckleberries.” And there were. Little itty bitty dwarf huckleberries growing fairly thick right there in the campground. Embee immediately got down on the ground and started picking the tiny berries. After an hour of picking we had about half a cup of berries. It takes a long time to get your fill of these little berries.

Embee picking berries

Those are small berries!

The night brought a heavy but refreshing rain shower. I am pleased to announce that not a leak was to be had. He kept us quite dry.

So now we’re home and we have two trailers again. The Burro is still attached to the car and Gina is getting spiffed up to find a new owner. All we need now is a name for the Burro. I’m torn between Rex (as in Rexburg) or Pedro. Which do you think would be best? Embee calls it Hee Haw (The Burro is Hee Haw 1 and I’m Hee Haw 2).

Fron the front

The Dining Room

The Living Room

The Kitchen

The Closet

So, what’s it going to be? Rex? Pedro? Or Hee Haw?

Posted by: this montana life | August 22, 2011

Sprague Lake Resort, Washington

Sprague Lake Resort

After a 300 mile drive from Bremerton, Washington (and a wonderful visit with my family) it was refreshing to find such a welcoming place to park as Sprague Lake Resort. Even though it is only 3 miles off of I-90 (you can still see the cars stream across the asphalt in the distance) it offers up shade and spectacular sunsets. Not to mention the ducks swimming feet from the shore and the big trout being caught just off the dock. Since I didn’t want to buy a Washington fishing license I took the owner’s word on the huge trout available.

This resort is only 30 miles from Spokane and was a perfect alternative to trying to find a city RV resort late in the day. The sweet Austrian lady made sure to mention that the mosquito-shaped insects flying all around really were only midges and not to worry. She was right. What she didn’t mention was that I would be kept company in the wee hours by a great horned owl. My oh my hearing his hoot was soothing and eery at the same time. I could follow his trek through the trees as his whooooo moved around.

Tent camping area at Sprague Lake Resort

This was a serene spot on a Sunday night to sit on the grass and read while watching the sun slip under the horizon.

Just follow the signs and you're there!

http://www.spraguelakeresort.com/

It’s funny, but as I travel around alone in Gina and search for secluded spots to tuck in for the night I find that I think twice about the “free” and isolated campgrounds. Even though I’ve often driven up a dirt road and trolled through looking at spots, thoughts of my safety pop into my brain. If it’s completely isolated and no other campers there—that’s not a good thing for a solo woman. What if some ax murderer is lurking in the woods just waiting for someone to attack. I know this is an unreasonable fear but I think we women have grown up with this and steer clear of situations just like this. And if there are other campers around I’m also afraid. THAT doesn’t assuage my fears of camping alone.  What if THEY are the ax murderers? Why do I want to be so far away from civilization all by my lonesome?

So this time I am completely satisfied staying in an RV campground with facilities so nearby and a mothering owner just yards away in her house.

Ahhhhhh I think I hear my comfy bed calling me. Good night mommy and daddy.

 

Posted by: this montana life | August 7, 2011

Kreis Pond – Nine Mile, Montana

Kreis Pond – Nine Mile Montana

Good morning world. Gina and I are sitting next to a lovely mountain lake called Kreis Pond. We pulled in last night around 7:30, just in time to don a swimsuit and loll around in the warm warm perfect swimming temperature lake.

View of the campsite

View of the campsite from across the pond


The previous part of the day was spent driving from Great Falls, Montana to Livingston, Montana (just north of Yellowstone National Park) to purchase a pair of kayaks offered on Craigslist for a song. Our family of four loves to float the lazy Missouri but we only had two kayaks. So now we don’t have to draw straws to see who gets the kayaks and who gets to stay home.

Trailer? check. Kayaks? check. Fun on board? Definitely!

Ok. Back to Kreis Pond. This is a serene campground with spots right on the lake. Unfortunately a very un-serene family was camped right across the pond from me. I will never understand why people bring loud voices and stereos to a campground. Oh well, one thing I’ve learned is that not everybody thinks like me. Heck—only about 8% of people think like me.

Ok. Back to Kreis Pond (again). This campground is not too far off of I-90 just west of Missoula. You take the Nine Mile Road exit and head up the hills. Don’t pass by the Visitor Center at the Nine Mile Historic Ranger Station. This little interpretive center is staff by friendly volunteers and offers you a glimpse into historic forest fighting in Montana. You then drive on a dirt road about five miles and voila’! You are at Kreis Pond. Someone vandalized one of the signs naming the pond something a little more biblical.

Someone renamed the Pond.

Once tucked into a campsite and after my swim I set out in the kayak on the calm waters. Trout were jumping ahead of me and it was an effortless float around the lakeshore. I was harkened by two little girls swimming across the lake as they were thrilled to see someone other than their loud family, I believe. They kept yelling at me, “Girl! Girl! Come over here!!” “Oh Girl! We want to meet you”. How refreshing for my old person to be called a girl! Needless to say I did not heed their beckoning as I did not want to burst their bubble. This way they went to sleep thinking there was the possibility of a new friend to make—instead of the reality that a gramma was cruising the lake in a pink kayak!

Gina--all tucked in for the night

I recommend this campground—but only if you fare better and find it sans obnoxious families. The volunteers at the Visitor Center said that dispersal camping is available at the CCC Camp just above the pond and is sometimes a quieter alternative. He also made sure to mention that the pond is stocked with cutthroat trout and there are some lunkers in there. Oh, and there are a number of mountain bike trails–non-motorized. They have maps at the visitor center to show you the routes.

There were very few bugs here, but a very bright and beautiful green insect found its way into my trailer. My oh my! I wish the camera had captured the colors better, but this will have to do. Good night sun. Good night bugs.

My new friend. No stingers either.

Posted by: this montana life | June 14, 2011

What? Another Restoration?

Our first week of good weather and we’re restoring one of our vintage campers. What’s wrong with this picture? I wonder what the ratio of actual camping is to trailer restoring when you own a vintage trailer.

This latest round of restoration all started with a paint job. I figured before I sold Rocky, sniff sniff :-( , she would need a new paint job. Which led to reattaching the skin where it had loosened throughout the many dirt miles. Which led to putting my hand on the undercarriage wood. Which led to feeling damp, wet, spongy wood. All this in turn led to a sinking feeling that repairs would be needed before she is sold.

For a brief second my integrity meter dipped downward as I thought, “Hell, just put her together, paint her, and sell her.” But I just knew that she deserved better treatment from me as she certainly has given me hours of countless bliss during our travels. I guess the old saying goes: If you wanna play, you gotta pay. Well, this is the paying part.

After a day of “catching up” to me poor Embee finally got on board with this latest restoration. For those of you who know me know that I suffer from permanent ulner and median nerve damage to both arms which leaves me with less than half the strength and stamina I used to have. So Embee becomes my hands in any project I undertake that requires even a miniscule amount of muscle. It doesn’t seem fair to either of us–but that is the card with which we are dealt.

Ok, back to the story. Embee foolishly went on a bike ride with our buddy Paulo and left me at home with Rocky. By the time he returned I had crawled under Rocky’s rear-end (yep, she is definitely a girl) and discovered that the entire curbside and driver’s side rear corners were rotted out. My Dad once taught me that if you can push a screwdriver through the wood, it’s rotten. Well, in this case, I could push my index finger through the wood with ease. Most of the wood was acting like a sponge and when I touched it water oozed out.

So began the demolition. It’s a good thing I took lots of pictures so we can try to puzzle it back together. This project will require replacing one complete corner of the wood framing/foundation and both rear corner upper framing.Day one of destruction/restoration.

 

We were both relieved when 5:00 pm came and we had to get cleaned up to meet friends for dinner. Otherwise I’m afraid we might have been at it until the sun went down! Embee working his tail off while I supervise.

We are both looking forward to getting this restoration done and Rocky sold to a new home. Only then can we go camping in Gina with a clear conscience.

Posted by: this montana life | May 27, 2011

Always Trolling

Ooooh an Astrodome possibly?

Yesterday Embee, our friend Paul, and I went for a drive to check out all the local flooding (yeah…slow day on the home front). While driving through the small prairie towns my eyes kept sweeping around watching for old trailers tucked behind barns and houses. I was not disappointed, but this sweet Shasta (???) wasn’t tucked safely behind any outbuilding; it was just sitting in the middle of a cow pasture grazing and being kept company by an old truck.

This lovely Astrodome (???) was protected by a “No Trespassing” sign so it was safe from any deeper probing by me. But I sure do wish I could find the owner and see if they would be willing to sell it to me for a small sum. I need a new project!!!!!!

Posted by: this montana life | May 21, 2011

Gina Gets Dressed Up

Gina Gets Dressed Up

Here is the dinette area before the new curtains and cushions and before I hit the thrift shops. Not too exciting, huh?

Picture of dinette area before decorating

Dinette area before decorating

And here it is after a bit of shopping and staging:

Picture of dinette area after decorating

Dinette area after decorating

Then I went to town decorating the kitchen area with hopefully era-appropriate items. I don’t really remember much about 1972 since I was in junior high and very self-absorbed. Who at that age paid much attention to home decorating? One thing I do remember is the acrylic grapes Mom used to have on the end table, but I haven’t been able to find a bunch of those yet!

Picture of kitchen area

Picture of kitchen area

Picture of ice bucket and glasses

Ready for cocktails anyone?

Picture of kitchen area

One more picture of kitchen area

Picture of props

No kitchen is complete without one of those religious tea towel calendars. I love how this one has the months crossed out in red marker! I was amazed that I actually found a 1972 calendar perfect for my ’72 Gina.

Picture of cloth calendar

1972 Tea towel calendar

Picture of macrame

Macrame anybody?

It was my lucky day as I found a macrame towel holder in the perfect colors! Did someone unload their Aunt Bloatie’s kitchen on the thrift stores just before I got there?

Picture of table setting

Table is set and ready for a romantic evening at the trailer park (is that an oxymoron?)

The trailer is ready for vintage camping. Now all we need is a day or two with sunshine and we can hit the road for a little fun.

(Photos courtesy of my daughter who has a eye for perspective and beauty!)

Posted by: this montana life | May 6, 2011

Make Your Own Awning–Step by Step

I’ve had a few inquiries into how I sewed my own awning for my Compact. I made mine for under $50 (Hey! The $50 Awning Job!) and have written down a tutorial. It helps if you can get the awning fabric on sale. I didn’t buy the Sunbrella fabric but rather used a nice awning canvas purchased at JoAnn fabric. They frequently have 50% off coupons which makes a good savings when the fabric is $15-$20/yard and you need 7 plus yards of it). Also, make sure you use a high quality and sturdy thread for the job. I sewed this just using my cheap $150 Singer so you don’t need a heavy duty machine.

Measure the width of your awning rail. I made my awning two inches shorter than the awning rail so I could whittle down wine corks to plug up the ends to keep the awning in the rail during high wind weather.

Determine how far out in front of your trailer you want your awning to go. I chose 7 feet and have been quite happy with that but I have seen much longer ones for sale. I think it depends on the size of your trailer and how much shade you want. The 7 feet works perfect for my little Shasta compact.

Cut your fabric to the measurements you’ve decided, making sure to leave seam width allowances. Since my fabric wasn’t wide enough to make the width I had to use two lengths of 7 feet each and sew them together in the middle. Example: My awning rail was 84 inches wide. My fabric was only 50″ wide. I cut two 7 foot long pieces at 42 inches wide each and sewed them together with a middle seam using 1/2″ seam allowance.

Sew the middle seam using a french seam (where you sew it once wrong sides together 1/4”, then encase the seam by sewing another seam, but right sides together 1/2). Here’s a website that gives good directions for this:

http://www.sewneau.com/how.to/french.seam.html

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Cut the scalloped skirt (this addition is optional but it sure makes the awning look vintage and cute!). I cut mine 7 1/2” x the length of the awning (7 feet). Fabricate two of these–one for each side. Then cut one more to go along the front of the awning..whatever width you have chosen. You may have to join pieces like mentioned above (french seam) to make the width and lengths needed. I made sure that my stripes were vertical on all 3 sides as this was the way vintage ones were made. For the scallop edges I found a plate with a diameter of 7 1/2 inches and traced the half-round scallops along the bottom edge of the skirt. I’m kind of a perfectionist so I fussed around with the plate until I was sure I would have a complete scallop at each corner edge (where the sides meet the front).

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Bind the scallop skirt: Using white seam binding tape (double fold bias tape 1/2”) and using a zig zag stitch stitch the binding tape to the scalloped edge of the skirt starting at the upper back edge (the edge that will be next to the trailer) . Do not apply the binding tape to the front corner sides of the skirt. These are the edges of the skirt that will meet up in the front to form the side and front corners. So, for the front skirt you won’t sew the binding up the outside edges of the skirt but will start at the beginning of the curved scalloped. You will stitch the seam binding on the corners after you sew the corner seams together. This I had to fuss around a bit to figure out how to do it, and I came up with this. I’m sure if you figure out a better way it would work too!

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Stitch the front skirt onto the front of the awning with wrong sides together and using 1/4” seam allowance. Next encase this seam with seam binding tape and sew it using a large zig zag stitch. This gives you a double seam and I think adds more strength to the awning.

Stitch each side of the skirt
to the sides of the awning in same manner as front (1/4” seam). Stitch the two corner seams together using 1/4” seam allowance). Now sew on the seam binding tape using a large zig zag stitch starting at the back (trailer end) of the seam and wrapping the tape around the front corner seam ending at the front lower edge of the corner of the awning. Again, if you fuss around and find a better way to do this…all the better!

Now comes the hard part–sewing a cable or rubber tube into a length of folded over awning material, and then stitching it to the back of the awning (the trailer side). I measured the diameter of my awning rail opening (it was 1/2”) and went to my local hardware/feed store (Big R) and bought rubber-wrapped twisted airplane cable the exact length I needed to feed into the awning rail (2 inches shorter than the awning rail). This stuff is a bugger to cut so it’s best to have them cut it to the exact length you need. I think I bought 3/8” and knew that when I wrapped my material around it it would fit snugly into the awning rail opening which is 1/2″. You don’t want it too snug as you will be struggling to get the dang awning threaded in. You also don’t want it too loose as then you will be constantly fighting it to stay in (unless you do the wine cork trick I mentioned above! One for each side. Guess that means you have to drink two bottles of wine…shucks!)

Place the cable or tube on a length of awning fabric two inches longer than the cable or tube and three inches wider than the cable or tube. Fold over the top edge of the fabric to meet the bottom edge. Using a zipper foot sew the cable or tube snugly into the fabric, not unlike sewing a cord to make fancy upholstery binding. At the ends of the cable/tube fold over each end of the fabric twice to completely enclose the ends and stitch these down. This will keep the cable or tube securely in place and it is now completely encased!

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To make a finished edge on this tube thing (long edge) fold under the awning fabric 1/2” once and stitch this under. This still leaves about an inch with which to sew the cable/tube contraption to the back of the awning. When you sew this onto the back of the awning make sure it sticks out far enough like a flap that you can slide it into the awning rail.

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Lastly, set in place two grommets as close to the front corner edges as possible. Make sure these grommet holes are large enough to accommodate the awning poles you have chosen, but not too large that the poles swim in them. (I sewed in two squares to reinforce each corner edge before I placed the grommets.) I purchased the grommets and tools at my local fabric store and they were pretty inexpensive and easy to affix.

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I went to Wal Mart and bought the telescoping Coleman tent poles, but I’ve read on the forum that these aren’t as strong as others available. I couldn’t beat the price ($10 each) and since my trailer and awning is fairly small they work ok. But I can see the advantage to having stronger poles–especially in windy times! I once had to get up at 1 am to rescue my awning which had loosed itself and was hanging half off the rail. (Needed stronger corks)

Hope this helps and isn’t too confusing. I’m not stellar at giving directions or instructions so with luck I haven’t forgotten a step! I am willing to answer any questions anyone may have. Just e-mail me.

I also offer sewing services for awnings. Just buy the fabric of your choice (outdoor poly/cotton blend) and mail it to me along with the dimensions. My prices are reasonable: $150.00 plus shipping back to you. I have found fabulous awning fabric at www.fabricguru.com for good prices. Also, I have purchased fabric from Joann’s Fabric when they have the 50% coupon. I made my first awning for under $200.00. And it looked suhweet!

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