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[Note, I have since sold the Yellowstone in favor of a 1969 Dodge Travco Motorhome. I'm leaving this here for posterity, but if you're interested in Yellowstones, alas, luxagraf turns out to be a poor resource.]

There was very little under our Christmas tree this year. Of course the girls got some gifts (balance bikes from us, plus the grandparents' gifts), but my wife and I didn't exchange gifts. Or rather we gave ourselves some things that didn't belong under the Christmas tree. The big one was our son, who was born a few days before.

The other was a new (well, new to us) 1969 Yellowstone travel trailer.

It's 16ft long, single axle and in desperate need of some restoration. Still, thanks to some friends, we managed to tow it home without too much trouble. It's currently at my in-laws' house since we need to sell off our 1969 truck before we have room at the side of our house.

The plan is to gut the trailer, reframe, re-wire and re-plumb everything. I plan to keep the stove, the light fixtures and the drawer and cabinet handles. That's about it from what I've seen so far. It would be cool to try building it back as close to the original as possible, but I've yet to find another like this model, which has a rear door. I'm also not so concerned with authenticity as practicality and comfort.

Plus I plan to get rid of the extraneous unnecessaries like the air conditioning and heater and instead install some solar panels and batteries so we don't need shore power. We like to avoid campgrounds full of RVs and trailers packed like sardines in a tin. We're more drawn to BLM and National Forest land where the camping is (often) free, the amenities few and the people fewer.

That's the plan anyway. I'd be lying if I didn't admit it seems a little overwhelming at times. I saw a quote somewhere, I think it was on one of the Dodge Travco forums, but it was something to the effect of, there's no camper more expensive than the one you get for free. This one wasn't free, but it wasn't much either.

I've never restored anything before, but I know I'll figure out. I also have a lot of very skilled friends who have already volunteered to help with some of the stuff I'm not as knowledgable about, like 12V wiring. And yes, I know what I'm getting into, thanks. That doesn't make it any less daunting though.

Still, it's like any long journey, you just put one foot in front of the other. Unscrew the drawer handles one day, rip out the carpet another, pry out the interior paneling, gut the cabinets and so on until next thing you know the bones of the thing are there in front of you. Then you slowly put it all back together again, one foot in front of the other, back up the mountain.

In the mean time, in the evenings, after the kids are in bed, I cover the kitchen table in old maps and plot routes through the cities and into the dark expanses of green, brown and white unknowns. There are no real blank parts of the map anymore, to misquote Joseph Conrad, but there sure are a lot of empty spaces left. And miles to go before I sleep.

[If there's interest, I'll post up some restoration photos once we get rolling on the project.]

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[Note, I have since sold the Yellowstone in favor of a 1969 Dodge Travco Motorhome. I’m leaving this here for posterity, but if you’re interested in Yellowstones, alas, luxagraf turns out to be a poor resource.]

There was very little under our Christmas tree this year. Of course the girls got some gifts (balance bikes from us, plus the grandparents’ gifts), but my wife and I didn’t exchange gifts. Or rather we gave ourselves some things that didn’t belong under the Christmas tree. The big one was our son, who was born a few days before.

The other was a new (well, new to us) 1969 Yellowstone travel trailer.

our new 1969 yellowstone travel trailer

It’s 16ft long, single axle and in desperate need of some restoration. Still, thanks to some friends, we managed to tow it home without too much trouble. It’s currently at my in-laws’ house since we need to sell off our 1969 truck before we have room at the side of our house.

1969 yellowstone travel trailer unrestored interior

The plan is to gut the trailer, reframe, re-wire and re-plumb everything. I plan to keep the stove, the light fixtures and the drawer and cabinet handles. That’s about it from what I’ve seen so far. It would be cool to try building it back as close to the original as possible, but I’ve yet to find another like this model, which has a rear door. I’m also not so concerned with authenticity as practicality and comfort.

Plus I plan to get rid of the extraneous unnecessaries like the air conditioning and heater and instead install some solar panels and batteries so we don’t need shore power. We like to avoid campgrounds full of RVs and trailers packed like sardines in a tin. We’re more drawn to BLM and National Forest land where the camping is (often) free, the amenities few and the people fewer.

That’s the plan anyway. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit it seems a little overwhelming at times. I saw a quote somewhere, I think it was on one of the Dodge Travco forums, but it was something to the effect of, there’s no camper more expensive than the one you get for free. This one wasn’t free, but it wasn’t much either.

I’ve never restored anything before, but I know I’ll figure out. I also have a lot of very skilled friends who have already volunteered to help with some of the stuff I’m not as knowledgable about, like 12V wiring. And yes, I know what I’m getting into, thanks. That doesn’t make it any less daunting though.

1969 yellowstone travel trailer and my daughter

Still, it’s like any long journey, you just put one foot in front of the other. Unscrew the drawer handles one day, rip out the carpet another, pry out the interior paneling, gut the cabinets and so on until next thing you know the bones of the thing are there in front of you. Then you slowly put it all back together again, one foot in front of the other, back up the mountain.

[If there’s interest, I’ll post up some restoration photos once we get rolling on the project.]

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- American Robin
- Blue Jay
- Brown-headed Cowbird
- Brown Thrasher
- Canada Goose
- Carolina Chickadee
- Chipping Sparrow
- Downy Woodpecker
- Eastern Bluebird
- Eastern Towhee
- Gray Catbird
- Great Blue Heron
- Hooded Warbler
- Northern Cardinal
- Northern Mockingbird
- Red-bellied Woodpecker
- Summer Tanager
- Tufted Titmouse
- Wood Duck
- Yellow-rumped Warbler
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Yeah, interested in updates!

Really, really lovely site, by the way — I got here from an old webmonkey post of yours about setting up a home server, and I wound up spending a lot more time here than there, enjoying the great writing and photography (and practically invisible interface). Thanks for sharing all of it.

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That’s a really nice thing to say, thank you.

Right now I haven’t done much, but I’m hoping to get some time to work on the trailer soon.

Thanks for stopping by and glad you enjoyed the site.

[And if you need help with a server tutorial feel free to email me.]

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Hi, my husband and I recently acquired a 1978 Yellowstone Country Club trailer. It looks pretty much like yours, I was wondering if you found an owners manual ?

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Sorry, our trailer didn’t come with any manuals or any other documentation. The Tincantourists site has some basic info and there might be some in the forums there who could help track something down.

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- The Varns - July 11, 2017 at 10:24 a.m. -

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We just acquired a 1969 Yellowstone, exactly like you one you had. Trying to find the VIN. We have looked all over the tongue for it. Would you remember or know exactly where yours was? Perhaps a lead on how to contact the buyer of your 69 Yellowstone? I know this is an older post, so hopefully you still have some info on it. Thank you for your time, Jamie

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@The Varns- I never got as far as registering it so I never looked for a VIN. I know from hanging around airstream forums that they typically have VINs on the front tongue, but no idea if that’s true of all trailers or just airstreams.

For what it’s worth, our Travco had no VIN that anyone has ever been able to find. Previous owner had the state of NC just make one up and that’s what it’s registered under now. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

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My parents had this camper (I believe this same year) when I was a kid. Looking at the 2 pics you have posted, it is exactly as I remember. Does the side of the camper opposite the kitchen have a pull-out couch? There was a kitchen table that folded down and made a bed in the front of the camper and my sister and I slept in the bunk above the kitchen table. The rear of the camper was a bathroom (back left corner), heater and a storage cabinet. I have a lot of great memories of this camper and would love to watch your restoration progress.

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- -It's 16ft long, single axle and in desperate need of some restoration. Still, thanks to some friends, we managed to tow it home without too much trouble. It's currently at my in-laws' house since we need to sell off our 1969 truck before we have room at the side of our house. - - 1969 yellowstone travel trailer unrestored interior

1969 yellowstone travel trailer unrestored interior

- -The plan is to gut the trailer, reframe, re-wire and re-plumb everything. I plan to keep the stove, the light fixtures and the drawer and cabinet handles. That's about it from what I've seen so far. It would be cool to try building it back as close to the original as possible, but I've yet to find another like this model, which has a rear door. I'm also not so concerned with authenticity as practicality and comfort. - -Plus I plan to get rid of the extraneous unnecessaries like the air conditioning and heater and instead install some solar panels and batteries so we don't need shore power. We like to avoid campgrounds full of RVs and trailers packed like sardines in a tin. We're more drawn to BLM and National Forest land where the camping is (often) free, the amenities few and the people fewer. - -That's the plan anyway. I'd be lying if I didn't admit it seems a little overwhelming at times. I saw a quote somewhere, I think it was on one of the Dodge Travco forums, but it was something to the effect of, there's no camper more expensive than the one you get for free. This one wasn't free, but it wasn't much either. - -I've never restored anything before, but I know I'll figure out. I also have a lot of very skilled friends who have already volunteered to help with some of the stuff I'm not as knowledgable about, like 12V wiring. And yes, I know what I'm getting into, thanks. That doesn't make it any less daunting though. - - 1969 yellowstone travel trailer and my daughter

1969 yellowstone travel trailer and my daughter

- -Still, it's like any long journey, you just put one foot in front of the other. Unscrew the drawer handles one day, rip out the carpet another, pry out the interior paneling, gut the cabinets and so on until next thing you know the bones of the thing are there in front of you. Then you slowly put it all back together again, one foot in front of the other, back up the mountain. - -In the mean time, in the evenings, after the kids are in bed, I cover the kitchen table in old maps and plot routes through the cities and into the dark expanses of green, brown and white unknowns. There are no real blank parts of the map anymore, to misquote Joseph Conrad, but there sure are a lot of empty spaces left. And miles to go before I sleep. - -[If there's interest, I'll post up some restoration photos once we get rolling on the project.] diff --git a/bak/oldluxpages/jrnlold/2014/12/bourbon-bacon-bark.amp b/bak/oldluxpages/jrnlold/2014/12/bourbon-bacon-bark.amp deleted file mode 100644 index 4a1720d..0000000 --- a/bak/oldluxpages/jrnlold/2014/12/bourbon-bacon-bark.amp +++ /dev/null @@ -1,196 +0,0 @@ - - - - - - -Bourbon Bacon Bark - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

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Hygge is a Danish word. There is no real English translation. Approximations apparently include "togetherness", "well-being" and something like "coziness" if coziness were a word we applied not to physical things, but mental ones.

It is in other words, more or less impossible to pin down in English, but here's what's easy to understand -- the feeling the word is meant to describe. Abandon words and picture your ideal day spent with your favorite people, eating the best food you've ever had and so on. Notice the feeling that produces in you. That, as I understand it, is more or less Hygge.

It's a hard thing to come by most of the time in our culture. Most people work all day and most people do not have Hygge-inducing jobs. It also seem to be pretty near impossible to manufacture Hygge out of thin air.

The only way I know how to manufacture something like Hygge out of thin air is to take a few of my favorite people and make something wonderful like Bourbon Bacon Bark.

I am a pretty good cook, but a terrible baker. The rest of the year I avoid baking. The precision necessary for good results just doesn't appeal to me most of the time. But this time of year is all about sugar so I give it shot anyway. Besides, my wife makes a fantastic fudge which can pick up the slack when my efforts fall short.

I stick with simpler things I'm not likely to screw up, like sugar cookies. Or my more recent addition, Bourbon Bacon Bark.

It started last year when I ran across this amazing recipe over at NWEdible. As good as that recipe is I'm completely unable to follow a recipe without injecting my own ideas in there somewhere. About half a second after I saw the title of that recipe I knew it was missing just one small, alliterative ingredient -- bacon.

Bourbon Bacon Bark. The words just feel right -- there's a rhythm there that almost guarantees the results will be great. This is what happens when writers cook.

If you'd like to make my version, follow NWEdible's recipe, but when you're melting the butter, toss in a tablespoon or two of bacon fat.

Then, when you stir in the pecans at the end, go ahead and add in a couple nice thick slices of bacon cooked up extra crispy and crumbled. Without the chocolate it isn't all that pretty.

The point of course is get everyone involved. I finished off dozens of crème brûlées a night in my time at the 5 & 10 dessert station, so I know very well how badly melted sugar burns. Suffice to say kids would not enjoy it, so I kept the girls back a bit, which earned me this look.

Chocolate on the other hand is pretty harmless. And the girls are big on stirring things. Even things that don't need to be stirred.

Until of course the chocolate is gone. You're making more right? What?

Plenty of Bourbon Bacon Bark left though.

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Hygge is a Danish word. There is no real English translation. Approximations apparently include “togetherness”, “well-being” and something like “coziness” if coziness were a word we applied not to physical things, but mental ones.

It is in other words, more or less impossible to pin down in English, but here’s what’s easy to understand — the feeling the word is meant to describe. Abandon words and picture your ideal day spent with your favorite people, eating the best food you’ve ever had and so on. Notice the feeling that produces in you. That, as I understand it, is more or less Hygge.

It’s a hard thing to come by most of the time in our culture. Most people work all day and most people do not have Hygge-inducing jobs. It also seem to be pretty near impossible to manufacture Hygge out of thin air.

The only way I know how to manufacture something like Hygge out of thin air is to take a few of my favorite people and make something wonderful like Bourbon Bacon Bark.

bourbon bacon toffee bark

I am a pretty good cook, but a terrible baker. The rest of the year I avoid baking. The precision necessary for good results just doesn’t appeal to me most of the time. But this time of year is all about sugar so I give it shot anyway. Besides, my wife makes a fantastic fudge which can pick up the slack when my efforts fall short.

I stick with simpler things I’m not likely to screw up, like sugar cookies. Or my more recent addition, Bourbon Bacon Bark.

It started last year when I ran across this amazing recipe over at NWEdible. As good as that recipe is I’m completely unable to follow a recipe without injecting my own ideas in there somewhere. About half a second after I saw the title of that recipe I knew it was missing just one small, alliterative ingredient — bacon.

Bourbon Bacon Bark. The words just feel right — there’s a rhythm there that almost guarantees the results will be great. This is what happens when writers cook.

If you’d like to make my version, follow NWEdible’s recipe, but when you’re melting the butter, toss in a tablespoon or two of bacon fat.

Then, when you stir in the pecans at the end, go ahead and add in a couple nice thick slices of bacon cooked up extra crispy and crumbled. Without the chocolate it isn’t all that pretty.

bourbon bacon toffee bark unchocolated

fake scorn

Chocolate on the other hand is pretty harmless. And the girls are big on stirring things. Even things that don’t need to be stirred.

chocolate stir

chocolate face

Until of course the chocolate is gone. You’re making more right? What?

chocolate face

Plenty of Bourbon Bacon Bark left though.

Fauna and Flora

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Birds
- American Robin
- Blue Jay
- Brown-headed Cowbird
- Brown Thrasher
- Canada Goose
- Carolina Chickadee
- Chipping Sparrow
- Downy Woodpecker
- Eastern Bluebird
- Eastern Towhee
- Gray Catbird
- Great Blue Heron
- Hooded Warbler
- Northern Cardinal
- Northern Mockingbird
- Red-bellied Woodpecker
- Summer Tanager
- Tufted Titmouse
- Wood Duck
- Yellow-rumped Warbler
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- -I am a pretty good cook, but a terrible baker. The rest of the year I avoid baking. The precision necessary for good results just doesn't appeal to me most of the time. But this time of year is all about sugar so I give it shot anyway. Besides, my wife makes a fantastic fudge which can pick up the slack when my efforts fall short. - -I stick with simpler things I'm not likely to screw up, like sugar cookies. Or my more recent addition, Bourbon Bacon Bark. - -It started last year when I ran across this [amazing recipe over at NWEdible](http://www.nwedible.com/2013/12/bourbon-pecan-toffee-bark.html). As good as that recipe is I'm completely unable to follow a recipe without injecting my own ideas in there somewhere. About half a second after I saw the title of that recipe I knew it was missing just one small, alliterative ingredient -- bacon. - -Bourbon Bacon Bark. The words just feel right -- there's a rhythm there that almost guarantees the results will be great. This is what happens when writers cook. - -If you'd like to make my version, follow NWEdible's recipe, but when you're melting the butter, toss in a tablespoon or two of bacon fat. - -Then, when you stir in the pecans at the end, go ahead and add in a couple nice thick slices of bacon cooked up extra crispy and crumbled. Without the chocolate it isn't all that pretty. - - bourbon bacon toffee bark unchocolated

- -The point of course is get everyone involved. I finished off dozens of crème brûlées a night in my time at the [5 & 10][2] dessert station, so I know very well how badly melted sugar burns. Suffice to say kids would not enjoy it, so I kept the girls back a bit, which earned me this look. - - fake scorn

- -Chocolate on the other hand is pretty harmless. And the girls are big on stirring things. Even things that don't need to be stirred. - - chocolate stir

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Every voyage has a night before. These quiet hours of darkness before the journey begins.

We tend to remember the excitement of the next morning, when our senses are on edge, hyper-aware and it's easy to be anchored in the now. This is why we remember so clearly the smell of salt on the air, the soft pad of bare feet on the deck, the sound of water slapping the hull. Or maybe it's clatter of wheels on the rails, the soft sway of sleeper cars in the early morning light, the hum of jet engine, the first light as you pop up above the clouds.

All of these things mark beginnings.

Me, I like that night before. I like when you're still imagining what it might be like. Still trying to picture it all in your head, fit yourself into your own imagination. You're still the one at the helm. Tomorrow life will take over, steer you where it will, but that night before everything is possible.

The hardest voyage for me to imagine is my children. My son will come forth out of the world tomorrow. I try to picture what he looks like. It's marginally easier than it was with my daughters, since I can imagine he might look like they did. But he won't. Not really. Because it's impossible to conceive of what someone will look like before you meet them. Impossible, but fun to try.

It's likewise impossible to imagine what your life with them will be like, beyond knowing that it will be inconceivably great.

That's why there are these nights before, to reflect, to imagine, to remember that we are here to go. Forward. Onward. Always.

[Milky Way image by John Fowler, Flickr CC]

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Every voyage has a night before. These quiet hours of darkness before the journey begins.

Milky Way, by John Fowler, flickr cc licensed

We tend to remember the excitement of the next morning, when our senses are on edge, hyper-aware and it’s easy to be anchored in the now. This is why we remember so clearly the smell of salt on the air, the soft pad of bare feet on the deck, the sound of water slapping the hull. Or maybe it’s clatter of wheels on the rails, the soft sway of sleeper cars in the early morning light, the hum of jet engine, the first light as you pop up above the clouds.

All of these things mark beginnings.

Me, I like that night before. I like when you’re still imagining what it might be like. Still trying to picture it all in your head, fit yourself into your own imagination. You’re still the one at the helm. Tomorrow life will take over, steer you where it will, but that night before everything is possible.

The hardest voyage for me to imagine is my children. My son will come forth out of the world tomorrow. I try to picture what he looks like. It’s marginally easier than it was with my daughters, since I can imagine he might look like they did. But he won’t. Not really. Because it’s impossible to conceive of what someone will look like before you meet them. Impossible, but fun to try.

It’s likewise impossible to imagine what your life with them will be like, beyond knowing that it will be inconceivably great.

That’s why there are these nights before, to reflect, to imagine, to remember that we are here to go. Forward. Onward. Always.

[Milky Way image by John Fowler, Flickr CC]

Fauna and Flora

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Birds
- American Robin
- Blue Jay
- Brown-headed Cowbird
- Brown Thrasher
- Canada Goose
- Carolina Chickadee
- Chipping Sparrow
- Downy Woodpecker
- Eastern Bluebird
- Eastern Towhee
- Gray Catbird
- Great Blue Heron
- Hooded Warbler
- Northern Cardinal
- Northern Mockingbird
- Red-bellied Woodpecker
- Summer Tanager
- Tufted Titmouse
- Wood Duck
- Yellow-rumped Warbler
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Milky Way, by John Fowler, flickr cc licensed

- -We tend to remember the excitement of the next morning, when our senses are on edge, hyper-aware and it's easy to be anchored in the now. This is why we remember so clearly the smell of salt on the air, the soft pad of bare feet on the deck, the sound of water slapping the hull. Or maybe it's clatter of wheels on the rails, the soft sway of sleeper cars in the early morning light, the hum of jet engine, the first light as you pop up above the clouds. - -All of these things mark beginnings. - -Me, I like that night before. I like when you're still imagining what it might be like. Still trying to picture it all in your head, fit yourself into your own imagination. You're still the one at the helm. Tomorrow life will take over, steer you where it will, but that night before everything is possible. - -The hardest voyage for me to imagine is my children. My son will come forth out of the world tomorrow. I try to picture what he looks like. It's marginally easier than it was with my daughters, since I can imagine he might look like they did. But he won't. Not really. Because it's impossible to conceive of what someone will look like before you meet them. Impossible, but fun to try. - -It's likewise impossible to imagine what your life with them will be like, beyond knowing that it will be inconceivably great. - -That's why there are these nights before, to reflect, to imagine, to remember that we are here to go. Forward. Onward. Always. - - -[Milky Way image by [John Fowler, Flickr CC][1]] - -[1]: https://www.flickr.com/photos/snowpeak/14351894398/ -- cgit v1.2.3-70-g09d2