You know, because it has been a warmer winter, and even senior citizens get cabin fever-we needed a new project. Yikes!
This 1997 Coachman Leprechaun belonged to Mrs. Pickles’ parents. The behemoth has less than 50,000 miles on it, as both parents passed on before it was even paid for. Mrs. Pickles and the Piper lived in it during the summer of 2009, while they were in the process of moving from New York to Ohio. And they did not like the thing then.
There have been 3 tire blow outs in one trip. The original owner (Mrs. Pickles’ step father), got out of the nursing home, took off in his motor home, and broke the axle. As the recent pictures show-there is dry rot in the cab over and the roof leaks. Good times. Well, she is about to have a much better time in her middle age.
She is very—–blue—–and mauvey. And brassy. And smelly. And damp. And the carpet—-well let’s just say that incontinence was a big problem for Dad-and Depends weren’t the answer. Even though we scrubbed her from top to bottom-multiple times, she still smelled like a poorly tended barn. We have neglected her care for 7 years, and we are about to make it all up to her with a Big, Beautiful Makeover.
Trust me, could this be any more challenging than making a home from a Bookmobile?
Stay tuned for our challenge of turning a neglected old motorhome into a fun getaway vehicle.
All here on Out to Pasture.