Mickey Mouse rig the U bolt, park it on the side of a somewhat busy road, in a somewhat nefarious part of town and wait for it to be stolen, then call your insurance agent, tell him, you had a flat, and came back and it was gone!
Get the insurance money, go buy a better one, and go to the Classic in style! And then you can sit in your dry comfortable camper, while every one else crowds under the shop cover, and stares with envy in your direction!
Or if the horror stories of the rain deluges are true, then get a life raft with the tent on it, and you will be set. Just put a long rope on the anchor, and you can float down to the shed, and get something to eat, and a few beers, and then pull yourself back up to your camping spot.
Pretty simple when you think about it. I think a lot. Sometimes I think I can knapp an arrow head out of a good piece of rock, and then think, why did I try to make an arrow head out of a GOOD piece of rock, when I now have a pile of good rock rubble.
Then I think I will try to make my own arc welder......
Well anyway, good luck, and sometimes it is cheaper in the long run to just call the hook, and send it to the bone yard. As for money, at the Classic, when get there,you could always, spend one night in the truck, and then get hush money
...... But that might back fire, as "YOU" might be paying hush money.
You have to be careful around them mountain folk.
Sometimes they can be one step ahead of you, and adapt.
Especially if you are from the city.
Good luck with your decision.
Wayne
