Why a caravan. I don’t particularly like caravans so I was a bit disappointed when I felt the lord put on our hearts to get one. Serena prayed about it too as both of us remembered our first caravan experience. But when she too felt like this was the lord’s will we both had a bit of a cry. Eventually we got over it and I began looking for one. I assumed that we were to get a huge one for all of us to live in and so went about looking for one’s over 24 feet but I realized that I wouldn’t be able to tow it with the vehicle we just brought. So I started looking at smaller ones not understanding why. But eventually I began to understand that it was because we needed more space. We had grown more possessions because the kids had grown up somewhat and their needs were changing, including the need for greater privacy.After a while of searching I kept coming back to this little white and Red caravan that seemed to stand out.
We decided to go to nelson and have a proper look.
It’s old. A 1974 3 bed Challenger. I wasn’t overly impressed with it and on getting it home I found some places in the corners where the wood was soft. I’m trying to be grateful but it’s ten Grand and not worth it in my opinion. Bit it’s how the market is. We load it up the day we leave the property and say goodbye to what has been our place of refuge for two years and three strokes. The van towed the caravan pretty well and we got to culvaden before we pulled off the road for a toilet stop. I drove slowly over the burm back onto the road afterwards and felt the graunch as something bottoms out. When we finally make it to oxford just north west of Christchurch, I unhitched the caravan and see that the jockey wheel is bent.
It did seem to hang lower than I would have liked but assumed it was ok as the owners before us used it that Way.
I streighten it with a hammer and put it all back together. The next day I go into the caravan to look for a tool I need and the whole caravan drops as the jockey wheel collapses completely. I hate when things break. So difrent from when we started off 7 years ago when I was glad of having things to fix. Maybe my attitude has changed or perhaps my ability to function as I once did is diminished to a point that everything has become so much harder.