Signs of Rot – Southern Pines, NC

It started innocently enough as it usually does. It was a fine day, a bit rainy, and I decided that I should introduce Woody, Maggie, Jack and Bill to my new wagon.

The (soon to be) last supper (Southern Pines, NC)

I scattered some buckets out, doled feed into each and my mounts dug in. In the idle moments I looked closer at my wagon.

“Funny” I thought to myself, “that corner looks wet.” When I stepped closer it was indeed damp. Rotten damp.

“Geez, that left corner looks dodgy.”

Spurred by idle time, I grabbed a hammer and pried loose a few boards for a closer look. Then a few more…

“No, still don’t see the leak. Let’s take a little more.”

Signs of trouble (Note the yellow Sawsall on the floor. That’s never a good sign…)





And yes, before I knew it, my home on wheels was gone.

“Now what?” I thought as I gathered up my feed buckets and put the mules away.



This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Inline Feedbacks
View all comments
Current Ramble
Other Cool Reads
Follow Bernie!