Road Trippin' 2: Electric Boogaloo.

Hey internet! It's been a while, huh.

Thought we'd gotten too comfy living with our parents and given up on that whole "tiny" idea?

Not a chance! We've just been busy, is all.

About a month ago we were forced to change plans a little by the approach of a tropical cyclone, and we brought forward our moving date by about five days. All of a sudden Sam had a single day to pack up everything and prepare our house for the biggest trip of it's tiny life.

First though, the question was if it would even tow, as we hadn't tried to move the trailer since we started building. Would it be front or back-heavy? Would the wheels scrape the fenders? Would it sit too high for the road...? 

All were answered in emphatic fashion when we took her for a spin around the block with Dad's work ute.

It moves!!!

It was full steam ahead from there, and one starry, supermooned night around three months after we brought our empty trailer home, neighbours and family gathered round to see our house set off for Northland with everything we owned stuffed tetris-style into the back of Sam's following Mazda.

 Travis the truck man hooks her up.

Travis the truck man hooks her up.

 Thanks guys!

Thanks guys!

 There was some slight last-minute tree trimming required.

There was some slight last-minute tree trimming required.

The first challenge was navigating the tree-lined driveway at night, which was no small feat. Once it was on solid ground, a quick measurement confirmed we would in fact make it under all the bridges en-route. 4.20 m high!

Then we were off at a blistering 60 k/h. Next stop Ohaeawai!

 Tunnels, check. Bridges, check, underpasses, check, mountains, check. And all in one piece, no less!

Tunnels, check. Bridges, check, underpasses, check, mountains, check. And all in one piece, no less!

 We made it!

We made it!

After an 8 hour, four-hundred kilometer all nighter, our tiny house finally arrived at its destination, Ohaeawai, Northland, where we're renting a small plot of land, power and water from a friendly farming family.

We have a view over farmland and room for a vege garden and compost system, plus access to swimming holes and an amazing waterfall on the farm.

Tiny heaven!

 Finally in position. You can rest now, little house. Bloody good work!

Finally in position. You can rest now, little house. Bloody good work!

 Annd with that, I'm off to sleep for a day or two!

Annd with that, I'm off to sleep for a day or two!

 View out the loft windows.

View out the loft windows.

 Welcome drinks with new local friends. Check out our bangin' beanbag lounge suite!

Welcome drinks with new local friends. Check out our bangin' beanbag lounge suite!

And with the most stressful night of our collective lives out of the way, there was nothing left to do but bask in the realization that we'd actually bloody somehow gone and done what we set out to do not all that long ago.

That last a good five minutes, until we looked around and realized we were living in a bare plywood box!

Much to be done still, and now we're cut off from Grant's advice, help and endless supply of power tools.

What happens next? You'll have to wait for the next blog post to find out!

Cheers for reading,

Us.