Since I found my poptop on eBay, I had to pick it up before I could install it. After worrying about how I was going to accomplish this, I called the seller (John) to get some measurements so I could determine if the top would fit in the bed of a full size pickup. Instead of giving me the measurements, John offered to help me install the whole thing. This was a much better deal, and a big weight off my shoulders.
My girlfriend Melissa and I took off early the next morning to make the 2 hour journey from Newmarket to Peterborough, NH. The weather was nice, and Gretta was running like a champ, so we made the trip without incident, except for a painfully slow ascent of Temple Mountain just a few miles from our destination. In retrospect, I suppose if I were looking for speed, I would probably be driving an old Porsche 911, not a bus...
Shortly after our arival, the time had come to cut a gaping hole in the roof of my beloved bus. After a few tense moments cutting the headliner and removing the "insulation" (I use that term quite loosely here), it was time to mark things out and fire up the power tools. |
