Nice, but it’s parked in front of the wrong wall for the camo to be effective. If you put it by a white wall with heavy graffiti it would be just like that scene in the Muppet Movie where they hide the Studebaker.
There are vast quantities of these strewn around Portland. In the NW industrial district there are whole blocks that look like something out of a budget Mad Max. I always think there was a family discussion “How to we get uncle Tommy out of here?” and the response was “Buy him a cheap old RV, he will break down somewhere and be out of our hair.”
On the rare occasion when I’m stopped by a train in my travels, I try to decipher the graffiti painted on the rail cars. While I do like the look and appreciate the talent involved, most of the time I have no idea what is written.
Looks like another illegible example to me.
North Denver too has lots of clapped out RVs parked in industrial areas, usually near railroad tracks. I’ve seen some with flat tires but never without tires. The wheels on the Dodge above would have had to been removed and the tires dismounted. The owner needed some quick cash?
San Francisco, Oakland, Silicon Valley, any frontage road in the Bay Area is replete with campers and motor homes housing people who are struggling to hold their lives together. They are everywhere. I’m sure that lots of them do not show up in the official counts of homeless people. There is not enough affordable housing in this country.
Speaking of tires, I need a pair of 13″ tires for my 65 Plymouth Barracuda. 13″ tires of any kind are extremely hard to find these days. I took a set of 13″ wheels to a local tire store to pull the old carcasses off the rims. I came back a couple days later to learn that they had fucked up and given them to a scrap metal guy. The owner was pretty embarrassed. Inconvenient as hell but somehow I managed to not get pissed off. I still have two rims and he has 2 new tires waiting for me tomorrow.
Someday there will be no 13″ tires for cars. Trailers? Maybe.
Nice, but it’s parked in front of the wrong wall for the camo to be effective. If you put it by a white wall with heavy graffiti it would be just like that scene in the Muppet Movie where they hide the Studebaker.
Thus no overnight parking tickets.
Where the rubber hits the road.
Tires? Where this camper is going we don’t need tires!
There are vast quantities of these strewn around Portland. In the NW industrial district there are whole blocks that look like something out of a budget Mad Max. I always think there was a family discussion “How to we get uncle Tommy out of here?” and the response was “Buy him a cheap old RV, he will break down somewhere and be out of our hair.”
It compensates for the camber of the road.
The lack of tires is a new twist but Los Angeles is awash in crumbling old campers and RV’s with people tying to live in them .
-Nate
On the rare occasion when I’m stopped by a train in my travels, I try to decipher the graffiti painted on the rail cars. While I do like the look and appreciate the talent involved, most of the time I have no idea what is written.
Looks like another illegible example to me.
Maybe someone thought this was a rail car?
North Denver too has lots of clapped out RVs parked in industrial areas, usually near railroad tracks. I’ve seen some with flat tires but never without tires. The wheels on the Dodge above would have had to been removed and the tires dismounted. The owner needed some quick cash?
I had similar thoughts that the owner needed cash and sold the tires, or the wheels that had tires on them.
San Francisco, Oakland, Silicon Valley, any frontage road in the Bay Area is replete with campers and motor homes housing people who are struggling to hold their lives together. They are everywhere. I’m sure that lots of them do not show up in the official counts of homeless people. There is not enough affordable housing in this country.
Speaking of tires, I need a pair of 13″ tires for my 65 Plymouth Barracuda. 13″ tires of any kind are extremely hard to find these days. I took a set of 13″ wheels to a local tire store to pull the old carcasses off the rims. I came back a couple days later to learn that they had fucked up and given them to a scrap metal guy. The owner was pretty embarrassed. Inconvenient as hell but somehow I managed to not get pissed off. I still have two rims and he has 2 new tires waiting for me tomorrow.
Someday there will be no 13″ tires for cars. Trailers? Maybe.