Tuesday, January 10, 2012

The frame

I was so excited when we got the frame back to The Shop. The first step was going to be sandblasting the frame down to its bare metal. I was told by C that they had a sandblasting machine at The Shop and I just had to get the material for it.

I went to The Pep Boys and bought an enclosed carport canopy and went back to The Shop to try and convince C and his brothers to help me assemble it. Once it was up we went down to Home Depot and bought an industrial power strip some clamp lights to make the carport a useable space, after all winter was coming. Even if it is Los Angeles we still have to deal with darkness and the humid ocean air. I also bought a large roll of heavy duty plastic drop cloth. I went back to the shop and got it all set up. It was clean room quality, or as close enough to it as I was going to get.

The next day I began researching sand blasting materials. Little did I know that high tech cleaning involved either crushed walnut shells or micro rubies. Who would have guessed? However, the more I read online the more it seemed do it yourself sandblasting was pretty problematic. All the sand blasting materials to purchase via the internet were pretty pricing if for no other reason than shipping costs. Eventually, I went back to Home Depot to see what they had. They had no idea. I talked for five different people about sand blasting media and eventually waited around for 20 minutes until their "expert" was free. He directed me to a $5 bag of sand and told me that was what people used, even though the bag said not to use for sandblasting on it. They were no help. I bought the bag and schlepped it back to The Shop.

C and the brothers assessed the situation. R had dug out the sandblast machine for me. C was concerned. I told him about all the research I had done. After conferring with A and R they decided I probably should outsource the sandblasting job just to be safe. I agreed I did not want any of the Brothers put in health jeopardy from flying silicon micro particles from the sand.

Back at the computer researching sandblasting businesses in my area I was trying not to get discouraged. Of course this was going to be more expensive than I expected. Of course The Brothers were going to proceed cautiously. I proceeded forward without complaint since it was my project. I learned about powder coating and while it had an appeal it was too expensive. I tried using the web to find pricing and turn around time information, but despite being the 21st century this was near impossible. Finally I resorted to old fashioned phone calling, but even this was challenging as many businesses had closed or I was dealing with contractors who were out and about.

Finally, I found a place in the neighborhood. They would not quote me a price without seeing the item. I met C at The Shop early one morning before work and we took the frame to the metal working shop. One day turn around and the same price I had been quoted elsewhere. A deal was struck. We left the frame and picked it up the next day.

Now we had a clean frame, a place to store it, and primer and Bondo to repair it.

Phase 1: Research and Design

As I began my process it was clear I was in charge of finance, research, and design. Each month I planned to set aside a few dollars towards my project. I scoured informational pages on building VW trikes. Guys had been doing this for decades and there was a lot of information out there, both through chopper websites and VW aficionado websites. I had a lot of homework to do. I thought C and his brothers might be able to use the spare parts. No, I was told, there was no extra space at The Shop for more vehicles until some other project was finished or a vehicle was sold. There were webpages where guys would build frames for you, but that was thousands of dollars I did not have. Several of them sold instructional manuals on how to build your own, but most of them believed it was a bad plan (because they wanted you to buy one of their's). Solution, buy a frame.

I began with Craigslist and The Samba. One guy in San Diego wouldn't sell me his frame because it was too much for a little girl like me to handle. Geesh! I gave C the contact information and let him work on this old coot. To know avail. Eventually, I found a guy in the desert who was emptying out unfinished projects from his yard. He said it was a '69 VW bug rear end he welded to the front end of a Harley. He said any standard Harley front end would fit it. Deal!

Mid-August I got C to load into my car, because it had working airconditioning, and out we drove to the desert. It was actually hotter in the Valley that day than it was in Lancaster, but either way we were glad to have the AC. The frame was ugly. It definitely needed sandblasting, but no structural damage, just cosmetic patches. $200 and a handshake. Now the project has officially begun.