Repairing a Static Caravan 2

If you have ever experienced Shetland weather, you can understand the unpredictability and diversified nature of it. The repairs and modernization of this static caravan has taken time and the work has often been between raindrops and winds, often at the same time.

The first five weeks have past and, reflecting upon what has been accomplished, the original strategy has been followed. The outside conversion from a tin can caravan with rot has miraculously become a “Cinderella” of changes. This is what has happened…

The technical jargon-
With start on the smaller gable end, I took away the caravan-like angled floor at the old tow bar area. I built this out, extending the floor and gaining 2 m2 and having a full 90° wall inside. Quite practical for putting a sofa or bed later along that wall. The humongous sitting room single glazed window had to go and, after its removal, I peeled off the aluminum siding and screwed on my treated 12 mm plywood to the wooden framework of the caravan; sealed with “mastic”, or polysulfide sealant, between each jointed section of plywood!

TIP: The wooden framework has no set measurements and, once covered, it’s trial and error finding a hold for screws or remembering where electrical lines are. To best resolve this problem, mark along the wooden base where the center line of the original vertical/horizontal framework is or where to avoid screwing into electrical lines, then use a water level to mark out your line along/up the sides as you work. I allowed myself no more that ±3mm margins with all measurements.

With plywood screwed on, I set up my baseline board with a water level. Made my vertical studs and positioned/screwed these onto the gable wall taking into consideration where I wanted the new windows to sit. Everything had to be horizontally and vertically correct, as these measurements would be identical for the whole outside wall work around the caravan. Distances between vertical studs are flexible depending upon window size and wall strength. It’s up to you!

After studding is completed, I insulated the walls using 50mm Kingspan. This is comparable to 150mm normal rockwool insulation but doesn’t take the same volume. Windows were lead-free polyethylene double-glazed energy saving and filled with argon gas. These costs and efforts I’m putting into the caravan will pay for themselves within 7 years through the “energy pennies” I’ll save.

After the insulation, wind and water resistant foil (I call it gortex) is stapled onto the studding and covers the whole wall. Treated wood paneling is tacked onto the studs with stainless steel wood screws following a bead from the level. Altogether, from the original caravan siding, I added on 97mm.

The floor was insulated with 100mm, 100% earthwool insulation. This made a big difference compared to the earlier 20mm carton material used for fish boxes.

Several weeks later-
With all this work, the inside environment is comfy, warm and much more quiet from outside noise. It will probably be cooler on “warmer” days; if Shetland has these? The porch area is under construction just now, but it’s getting to be too late in winter to continue with it.

The major thing is, this caravan will be beautiful when it’s finished and comfortable to live in! A new roof will come later when weather permits. Let the pictures show the work and results up to now… (to be continued)

Repairing a Static Caravan…

…can be a no-brainer-don’t-do-it-you’re crazy kind of project to undertake, unless you are an experienced and stubborn skilled trades teacher with a will to solve problems that arise.
Having had the opportunity to acquire a small beast of a caravan on Shetland, this project will involve a complicated technical construction to convert it to a very inhabitable place to live on a wonderful patch of islands in the world. But, what is this project all about?

Photo: Initial inspection- looking for rot

Background: There are two types of caravans in the U.K. The increasingly popular touring caravan, hooked onto the back of a car and driven from site to site, and the larger static caravan that needs a more complicated means of moving and, by its name, is considered staying on its site for longer periods or permanently. In Sweden today, these are called a “Villavagn”, or “house wagon” and have become a new solution for owning or renting a summer cottage.

Static caravans in the U.K. have a long history of use as temporary summer or holiday dwellings as regulations in vacation laws for workers developed through the last century allowing time for workers and families to get out of large towns and relax. From what can be understood from Internet, static caravans are traditionally found near climatically stable and warmer areas of the U.K. i.e. like Cornwall, Devon, Wales etc., where the commute from larger cities (London) allows for a reasonable drive. They are now quite commonplace and have become more popular for permanent habitation all over the U.K. as economies are uncertain.

There are many large caravan parks for single unit rentals or one can purchase a static caravan on site and pay annual site fees to park owners. Static caravans are also popular to buy and live in due to on-site construction of private homes and sold off after the house is finished to live in.

The Project Caravan: The make and model is, as yet, unknown but probably originating from the early 1990’s. It has been first sold, then apparently traded in, cosmetically refurbished and re-sold again a number of times. When it was bought, it had been vacated for almost a year in a very tight and closed condition. On first inspection, there was a leafy fungus growing on the carpet and floor. The wet and smell of this environment is impossible to describe but the whole construction cried out for air.

First things first, out with everything that wasn’t rotted, mildewy or dirty beyond patience to cope with. It originally had two bedrooms but the smaller one gave way to the crowbar and a whole truckload of this scrap went to recycling. Once the windows had been opened and the drying sun came into it, the caravan could be heard sighing and thanking us.

After using one and a half weeks with discovering how this caravan was made and making attack plans for its repairs, I discovered that it basically is built with small sticks and thin plywood. The outside walls are 45mm thick and holding rusty and leaky single-glazed windows. The floor larger has no insulation and the roof is basically a skin of aluminum over a few bowed wooden supports.

When built, workers started with the iron chassis and added a plywood floor. On this floor came the outside walls followed by electrical work and furnishings screwed onto the 3mm masonite inside ceiling, some flimsy 20mm rafter things and finally the roof skin to hold everything together.

During my inspection, I found the indoor floor pretty stable but some parts along the bottom of the outside walls had acquired rot and need replaced. Any electrical wires needing replaced or taken away must be done when everything is opened up.

Preliminary Plans: Crawl underneath and insulate the floor. Since the walls are attached to the floor, I’m choosing to take off the aluminum siding (recycle for 40p per kilo) simultaneously screwing water repellant “marine” plywood to strengthen the structure. On the plywood goes vertical water repellant woods studs and, finally, peel back the roof skin as I place a new saddle roof on the new outside wall frame replacing the roof with marine plywood and a layer of…uh…metal roof sheeting. This all will be tricky with consideration for Shetland’s winds and rain. At the end, insulate with Kingspan, add a wooden cladding and install the new double-glazed windows.

I’ll end here for now…

Mataffären ICA Rajden i Jokkmokk…

…är en som många inom Sverige ombud för posttjänster till allmänheten. Tyvärr så vill jag tillägga att Post-och telestyrelsen inte klarar av att upprätthålla en postservice framförallt i glesbygden och lämnar över ansvaret till troliga vinstsugna och sämre kapabel privata ägare som ju ICA Rajden i Jokkmokk. Men, denna berättelse har inte så mycket av en ekonomisk eller politisk anknytning utan det är hur konsumenten ska anpassa sig till ICA Rajden i Jokkmokk och inte tvärtom…

Ungefär så här är berättelsen…

Här om dagen fick jag en SMS att ett beställt paket kunde hämtas vid s.k. ”posten” i Jokkmokk dvs ICA. Jag som många andra uppleva ett stort besvär med denna tjänst då oftast stå man i kö bland de som handla mat eller dyl. Främst vid posttjänster under storhelger eller vid ICAs perioder av underbemanning.

Jag räckte fram avin och, medan jag boxade med att få ut min legitimation enligt Postens enorm svåruppfattad regel, sade jag till kassören, ”Hämta paketet (ligger på hyllan strax bakom grabben) å så ta jag ut leg,” föreslog jag.

Nähäj, det gick inte! Numera måste kunden visa legitimationen förre kassören hämta paketet. Det visste jag inte och börja ifrågasätta reglarna medan jag fortfarande försökte att få fram min leg. (Som bakgrund så är det ju många gånger att kunden kan mer om posttaxor eller brev hantering än de anställda som inte ha fått tillräcklig med information, utbildning eller praktiska erfarenheter.)

Hur det nu var så tolkades mitt ifrågasättande att jag var ju ”besvärligt” och kassören ifrågasatt detta beteendet! Hur en kund ska vara besvärligt och kassören framför sin privata värderingar öppet inför andra i kö stående kunder förstår jag inte?

Nästa dag skulle jag hämta ut mina glasögon som kom till…å nej…ICA Rajden. Jag hade en avi i handen. Jag hade min legitimation. Det fanns inget ”tidigast tid att hämta” på den. Behövs inget autograf. Det var bara åk och hämta. Jag kände hjärtklappningar inför en besvärlig uppgift då jag for till ICA. Andas…andas…lugn…andas

Jag var förberedd. Jag hade avin i handen, legitimationen framme och inombords var lugn. Det här gången fick jag inte paketet! Trots avin i handen, paketet kom aldrig fram!

Igen börjar jag att fråga ”När kommer det då,” frågade jag? ”Nja, jag vet inte,” sade kassören. ”Men, hur ska jag veta när jag kan komma tillbaka och hämta det,” frågade jag mer irriterande? ”Njaaa, jag kan inte säga…uh…kanske vid 12-tiden” var svaret. ”Ska jag fara hem igen (en resa på 20 km) och vänta och komma tillbaka…kanske vid 12-tiden…å så ha det inte kommit? Jag har en avi här och det borde ha kommit, eller…” Nu var jag upprörd men inte otrevlig.

Jag som kund blev igen ”besvärlig” och igen framfördes detta beteendet så att de som stod i kö fick höra. Då gick jag för att prata med ägaren i ICA.
Efter ett samtal, kom det fram att även andra och han själv har problem med Posten och paket leverans och han medgav att jag hade ett argument. Så var det med det.

Men, jag anser att problemet med posttjänster i Jokkmokk ABSOLUT MÅSTE FÖRBÄTTRAS!

Slutet av berättelsen var att jag kom tillbaka till ICA i Jokkmokk vid tolv tiden och paketet hade ännu inte kommit! Det är ju inte klokt!

Förslag till förbättringar kan vara bättre och löpande utbildning för de anställda! Bättre information? Uppenbart behövs det kassafolk som inte belasta kunder med ”problemet” och högljudigt kränka kunden med att vara ”bevärlig” inför närbeläggande åhörare. De ska bättre lära sig kundservice, eller…? Man kan inte alltid ursäkta sig och avfärda att det är Post- och Telestyrelsen som ha ansvaret och ”inte vi”.

Men, blir postkörerna och posttjänsterna vid ICA Rajden i Jokkmokk bättre? Under åren ha det inte! Det är bara att konstatera. Många fruktar sig att stå länge i kö och sedan bemötts av sämre kunniga personal. Hur gör vi då? Vem äger problemet? Kunden?

Jag som kund väljar en annan affär. Jag som kund undvikar ICA Rajden i Jokkmokk så långt som möjligt!

Retirement Insurance…

…can be a familiar topic of discussion to many of us in the world. Especially after the recent economic depression and new predictions being made for another upcoming economic problem… not to mention the upcoming outcome of Swedish elections.

But, in northern Sweden, retirement insurance brings about a whole new concept. With sub-zero temperatures banging on doors during the long frigid winter months above the Arctic Circle, fear of living in a cold house at an old age can be bone chilling. Some can still remember stories of older people, unable to move out of the warmth and protection of thickly piled bed covers, living in a cold house and not having fuel to burn. Or, for that matter, not having the strength to gather fuel for winter.

Older people’s fear of freezing to death, all alone, can be real!

Photo: Stacked firewood waiting to warm a house

So, just as we finished laboring with some 11 cubic meters of birch firewood and neatly stacked this supply under roof, we considered the economic warnings, politics and our age and decided to invest in some “good old retirement insurance” in the northern Swedish tradition. This last week came still another truck load of birch to our doorstep. This, too, will be cut, split and stacked as time draws on.

Photos: From the truck…
…ready to be cut, split and stacked

Admittedly, our retirement insurance feels pretty good. Even better when the stuff is stacked drying and ready to use should we for some unlucky reason not want to freeze to death. And, just like gathering peat on Shetland, this warms the body twice.

Could this be better than a bank? Talk about giving yourself a bonus? Think about it. Retirement insurance is good to have!

London is Wonderful…

…and my very favorite city to visit when having the time to do so. Coming into Heathrow Airport, I started to consider the many many exciting and educational places that could be visited in this wonderful metro area. Should I pay a visit to The Globe Theater? Museums around town? Boat ride along the Thames?

I came upon a slightly different idea for amusement during our few weekend days here. Why not visit Kew Gardens? Kew is about 10 miles from Paddington Station and I wasn’t sure just what the best way was to get there. To my surprise, it was just to take The Tube, an easy ride via Earl’s Court and directly to the Kew Station.

Kew is probably the best place in the world to see thousands of plants, flowers and trees from our earth. Starting in the 19th century, Kew has collected botanical specimens and taken well care of these for all of London, or the world, to see, take guided tours and learn from. Perhaps not the first thing most would visit on a trip to London but a wonderful time can be had for the daring tourist.

Fortunately, the weather was superb. The entrance fee was not harsh in comparison to other attractions (Kew = £13,50 adults / London Eye = £18,90 online for one trip) and once inside you can stay the whole day and walk around the place taking in everything that Kew has to show. Some people even take picnic lunches and easily spend a day!

One drawback about Kew is the closeness to Heathrow. Every 90 seconds the air is filled with a noisy jet coming in for a landing. To bad, but that’s how city planners decided!

My favorite Kew place was the treetop walk. I also fell in love with the hundreds of different trees growing within the whole compound. The greenhouses were full of exotic plants but the “waterlilly house” was on the top of my list. And this summer they had a special exhibition area with a butterfly room, where many butterflies were flying loose inside for everyone to get near with.

So, tired of the Tower Bridge, Picadilly blasé or no time for Big Ben when in London? Wear a pair of good walking shoes and try a day’s outing to Kew Gardens. It’s much more than a walk in the park!

Considering…

…the power of oak trees, I again went to Käringsboda today and tried to clear my thoughts out about several things. Perhaps it worked for a short time. Here’s some images I caught along the way…

Käringsboda…

…again! A summer warmth wrapped itself around Käringsboda Nature Reserve today. With the sun at its peak, Baxter and I went along a favorite road and feasted on the visual delights along the way. I’d like to believe that we were totally alone for the few hours we were there because we saw no others.

I can’t explain why I enjoy this place so much. Perhaps the lushness of the hardwood trees that reminds me of Ohio or the remoteness in contradiction to the nearness of a large city? Or, perhaps for the fact of being allowed to be outside in a forest without being continually attacked by mosquitoes, though Baxter contends with the ticks. Perhaps just laziness with exploring newer places?

The small houses are occupied but reminds one of how life could appear to be in remote areas along the Swedish coast added with the typical red paint and surrounded by simplicity and quietude.

Here’s a small gallery of what was showing today…

Puffin Webcams…

…are certainly uncommon in cyberspace, as the majority of cameras are concentrated on large cities, weather or special places and happenings throughout the world. So it has been with delightful interest to have discovered and followed the happenings of one Puffin hole, or nest, that Shetland’s RSPB group placed near their offices at Sumburgh Lighthouse.

Admittedly, these last several weeks have been a bit boring to watch the streaming camera. The empty hole, both shown from the outside and inside (camera 1&2), has been quite dull and no real activity of Puffins could be watched. I almost gave up until last weekend when I noticed a light-colored stone that had appeared near the base of the interior view. What was this, I asked, and expectations rose that it possibly could be an egg.

Sure enough, two days ago I saw the faint outline of a Puffin lying down on the floor of this nest and this morning I could finally see the Puffin in activity. It sometimes came in the nest to squat down and warm the egg and sometimes it would appear outside the nest; probably to get some fresh air, stretch its legs and checkout what was happening on the cliff below the lighthouse buildings. How exciting!


Now, Puffins are really beautiful and amazing birds and it’s easy to secretly adopt this mother Puffin. One good suggestion in promoting awareness for the species and concern for Puffin survival, could be a small sub-group, or club, of people promoting Puffin adoption of previously ringed birds. Why not start with the little one that is on its way? As you link-up to this Puffin webcam, I would like to ask readers a couple of questions:

    What name should the mother Puffin be given?
    Any guesses as to when (date) the egg will hatch?
    What should we name the baby Puffin when it does hatch?

With these questions, I would also like readers to support this wonderful webcam project, learn more about Puffins and the Shetland RSPB’s work and take an opportunity to explore more Shetland webcams on their new information site at www.shetland.org.

Happy Puffin watching…

Attitude, Power & Money…

…were the major themes of thought rolling in my head today, as I took a doggie stroll around Örens Nature Reserve. The reserve is found on a finger of land a ways south of Nynäshamn and I was looking forward to enjoy the sun, see another coastal nature reserve and give Baxter a new area to sniff down. In spite of the faint fragrance of salt in the air and the great weather, I unfortunately only found contempt and disappointment with the place.

It may have been my own experiences with the Shetland coastline or just my mood for the day that soured the visit. With plans of a long stroll along a stony beach, I was met with an attitude after only 200 meters. A “Private Property” sign, thus limiting access to the remaining shore, blocked off the shoreline. I looked beyond this and saw how the shore was divided up into several sections of fencing and more boundaries of private ownership blocking the shore. It was only to turn back, having this spoil my expectations.

So, I walked along the road and again discovered the locked gates to several summerhouses with values in several millions of Swedish kronor. One in particular caught my attention. A small timber framed house with its own tennis court behind it? Geeez!

Photo: Most of the center Örens Nature Reserve is protected, but many larger areas of privately owned areas can be found along the coastline

I didn’t like this private ownership of shoreline nor that these summerhouses are valued several million kronor because of the location. The place reeked with ego, attitude, money, power and felt very unwelcoming. I can’t recommend a visit to Örens other than to witness the wealth and stupidity of the place. Better with Käringsboda N.R.

On a lighter note-
I can say that I visited Sjöbodarna in Torö and had an ice cream and thought this was a very nice place. They just opened and, from the looks of the place, I would like to recommend having dinner here. That is, when you get tired of soaking up the attitude and money spectacle of what’s supposed to be Örens Nature Reserve.

Or…Why not visit Shetland and freely roam the unfenced beaches.