PokyBro
Senior Member
Over the past year and a half, I devoted as much time as I could muster, when work and family matters permitted, to the the restoration of my 1981 Grandy, shortened and remodeled to the measurement of a short overhang Hawk.
You can see that build here: http://www.wanderthewest.com/forum/topic/12116-new-build-1981-grandby-to-become-a-hawk/
At the first of October I stated on that thread that I was hoping to have it ready for my annual fall elk hunting outing, which started on Saturday, October 15, 2016. So, as it turned out, I made it happen, with one last sprint to finish line. I took Friday the 14th off from work in hopes to get loaded, and be on my way by 12:00 noon at the latest, but I was still sorting a few things out at the end, including loading the camper onto my truck for the first time, after dark on Friday night, and Saturday morning addressing a propane leak I could smell (though I had done a leak test previously), and Friday moved into Saturday, before I actually got away. Safety first, the propane leak needed to be addressed, and after replacing the pressure regulator, and resealing the hose attachments, we were back in the game, though I didn't get to my previously determined camping spot, northwest of Steamboat Springs, Colorado, until 11:30pm, Saturday night. I didn't care, I was taking a week off work, my biggest trip of the year, and I intended to have a good time. Enjoying the new camper, and doing things at my own pace, with no one else to please but myself, was the priority. If I ended up harvesting an elk, fine. If I didn't, that would be fine too.
I threw all my regular gear together quickly into plastic tubs, threw the family camping grub box in with all the cooking gear, and misc kitchen items, filled up two 6 gallon water jugs, put a quick food menu together, ran to the grocery store, gassed up, and was on my way late in the day. I have camped in a large 14x17 outfitter tent, with wood stove, for years, which wouldn't be fun to set up at midnight, especially if friends are trying to sleep in their tent 15 feet away. In my new camper though, set-up is a snap, so no worries there, plus I was camping by myself, right off of the main county road that runs through this forest area, and no one else around.
What a week it was! The first two days were very windy, probably 30mph with even higher gusts. I remember Saturday night, hearing the wind on the surrounding hill tops moving toward me, sounding like a jet turbine engine. Then after a few minutes the side liner would flap, the truck would sway, but I was tucked in my bag, with the heater going at the touch of a finger, satisfied and comfortable. Sweet!
4:30am comes early, so I tried hard to get to sleep, after making my lunch, and filling my day pack with everything I'd need the next day, and getting out the cloths and gear I would need. I truly was absolutely stoked to see this dream come true!
So what do you say, let's get into some pictures!
From home to the camp sight, next morning.
This was actually Sunday afternoon, because, as I said, I was up at 4:30 am, and hiking up into the trees by 5:30am in the dark. However, it wasn't completely dark, there was a full moon, bright as could be, almost making it possible to make your way without a headlamp.
Now think with me for a moment, how many people are driven, to work so hard, arrive at midnight the night before, arise at 4:30 am, step out from a cozy warm camper, into the cold dark outside, and traipse a mountain, and call that fun? I look forward to this every year. The sights, the smells, the serenity, the connection with nature and the outdoors, and the opportunity to do so are an awesome privilege I have and I greatly appreciate!
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You can see that build here: http://www.wanderthewest.com/forum/topic/12116-new-build-1981-grandby-to-become-a-hawk/
At the first of October I stated on that thread that I was hoping to have it ready for my annual fall elk hunting outing, which started on Saturday, October 15, 2016. So, as it turned out, I made it happen, with one last sprint to finish line. I took Friday the 14th off from work in hopes to get loaded, and be on my way by 12:00 noon at the latest, but I was still sorting a few things out at the end, including loading the camper onto my truck for the first time, after dark on Friday night, and Saturday morning addressing a propane leak I could smell (though I had done a leak test previously), and Friday moved into Saturday, before I actually got away. Safety first, the propane leak needed to be addressed, and after replacing the pressure regulator, and resealing the hose attachments, we were back in the game, though I didn't get to my previously determined camping spot, northwest of Steamboat Springs, Colorado, until 11:30pm, Saturday night. I didn't care, I was taking a week off work, my biggest trip of the year, and I intended to have a good time. Enjoying the new camper, and doing things at my own pace, with no one else to please but myself, was the priority. If I ended up harvesting an elk, fine. If I didn't, that would be fine too.
I threw all my regular gear together quickly into plastic tubs, threw the family camping grub box in with all the cooking gear, and misc kitchen items, filled up two 6 gallon water jugs, put a quick food menu together, ran to the grocery store, gassed up, and was on my way late in the day. I have camped in a large 14x17 outfitter tent, with wood stove, for years, which wouldn't be fun to set up at midnight, especially if friends are trying to sleep in their tent 15 feet away. In my new camper though, set-up is a snap, so no worries there, plus I was camping by myself, right off of the main county road that runs through this forest area, and no one else around.
What a week it was! The first two days were very windy, probably 30mph with even higher gusts. I remember Saturday night, hearing the wind on the surrounding hill tops moving toward me, sounding like a jet turbine engine. Then after a few minutes the side liner would flap, the truck would sway, but I was tucked in my bag, with the heater going at the touch of a finger, satisfied and comfortable. Sweet!
4:30am comes early, so I tried hard to get to sleep, after making my lunch, and filling my day pack with everything I'd need the next day, and getting out the cloths and gear I would need. I truly was absolutely stoked to see this dream come true!
So what do you say, let's get into some pictures!
From home to the camp sight, next morning.
This was actually Sunday afternoon, because, as I said, I was up at 4:30 am, and hiking up into the trees by 5:30am in the dark. However, it wasn't completely dark, there was a full moon, bright as could be, almost making it possible to make your way without a headlamp.
Now think with me for a moment, how many people are driven, to work so hard, arrive at midnight the night before, arise at 4:30 am, step out from a cozy warm camper, into the cold dark outside, and traipse a mountain, and call that fun? I look forward to this every year. The sights, the smells, the serenity, the connection with nature and the outdoors, and the opportunity to do so are an awesome privilege I have and I greatly appreciate!
Sent from my iPad using Wander The West