I stumbled upon this trailer sitting in a field behind a fence just North of Tampa in a fairly remote backwoodsy area. It is hard to tell from the pictures, but it has a large aluminum chimney of sorts built on top. The rear bath window is covered with aluminum. Some windows are missing, and it is up on blocks with both axles detached and laying in the grass rusting. Some of the banana wrap was also hanging down as if someone at some time had been trying to repair this trailer. It appears to be an early 70's Overlander, which of course is dear to my heart.
The rest of the shell looked in pretty good shape from the distance I was at, and like most of you, my pulse quickened at the thought of useable parts, or simply giving it a decent burial. I didn't approach the neighboring home for fear of being mistaken for the "Revenuer Man" and wanted to avoid being hit by buckshot. I took my pictures from a safe distance with the truck in Drive, and the motor running.
A moment of silence for this trailer......