Remember that wicked evening thunderstorm?
I forgot the house no longer had a roof. My inflatable canoe was still in the kitchen, inside the old house. Needless to say, it filled with filthy old-house water, filtered through 100 year old beams and rotted insulation. Tasty. Well, I dumped it out, and then realized I could just take it out the old back door to rinse it off. Needing some place to dry it out upside down, well … there’s always the carriage. And when I got it up there – Voila! A new Adirondack vehicle! The Inflatawheelycraft!