This is the day that our nerves have been preparing for: moving day! But this wasn’t your typical “moving day”. There were no boxes marked KITCHEN, nor a Uhaul in sight. No, this was the day that we moved our new house to our old house. We’ve decided that the easiest (and cheapest) way for us to do this renovation is to stick the Spartan in our backyard – no lot fee or second mortgage, no worry about maintaining property elsewhere, and daily access for completing tasks big or small. It just makes sense!
The first hurdle we had to jump was WHERE to park, (i.e., location, location, location!). Last week we thought we had the perfect spot picked out, until we realized that maneuvering a 45′ house on the back of a 20′ truck was going to require more space than we had available! There was a tiny, momentary consideration of temporarily moving a section of our fence to allow the truck to pass through, but The Mr quickly pointed out that the posts were cemented 2 ft into the ground and ‘we ain’t messin’ with that’. After a few days of deliberation and discussions with friends and neighbors, we found the ideal spot by backing nearly-straight back and past the end of our driveway. She’ll sit in the grass, but still be mostly hidden from passing traffic, and an extra bonus was more shade than other spots would’ve allowed.
Hurdle #2 was more logistics: WHO would move her. Despite the snazzy pic
of a family station wagon pulling a 45′ Spartan on the original Owner’s Manual, today’s family car (or rather, my 1995 Lexus) just doesn’t have that towing capacity! Thankfully, a family connection led us to Kenny, a friendly country boy who moves buildings as a side job. Kenny showed up with his “small truck”, a Ford F350 Dually, with about 6 different hitch options on the rear. Yep, he’s our guy! He and a buddy met us at the storage facility where the Spartan has been parked and hooked her right up. Neither the lights nor brakes on our Mansion worked, but as my father-in-law says, “that ain’t no hill for a climber”. Kenny pulled her out and couldn’t stop telling me how smooth she pulled and how much lighter she felt than his own (larger) camper. Hallelujah! Up to this point we were kinda holding our breaths and trusting that she was roadworthy, so it was a huge relief to hear his words! Here’s a pictorial view of our new house in transit: