Friday night I waited an hour and a half in a parking lot for a friend to show up with his much needed pick me up truck. I didn’t think my Jeep would haul the twenty foot metal monster still filled with gravel and wood chips.

I got to admit I wondered if this is the direction I should go in for a few seconds. The first man that was supposed to move the trailer broke his leg a day before delivery. Then I got the no show.

Saturday I got a call pickup truck was on its way.

We hooked up and away we went I followed. I noticed one wheel wobbling on the trailer. I stopped to have a look. Nothing could be done. We kept driving, 30 klicks later we arrived in my driveway.

We used the two dollys up front to lift the trailer of the pick up hitch. Disaster looming, of the dollys started to lean in a very bad direction. My log pile was close. I grabbed an eighty pound log and threw it under the frame before it fell to the ground.

The weld had broke on the dolly mount. No problem it was slated for removal as it was in the way of my tiny house design.

After looking at how narrow 8 feet was I decided to revisit my design. First stop the Government of Alberta website to see how much wider I could go.  Remembering passing an oil rig on the move it was definitely wider than eight foot five.

After checking the regs. I could fit  the next trailer size with minimal trouble. Under ten feet just requires a wide load sign. No flashing lights or pilot car.

So I spend the night redesigning to fit ten feet. Much better. Doesn’t sound like much  but it is.

I will have pictures soon of Rod’s Tiny House Version 2. The ten footer

Rod