Mike, can you help us explain what's going on in these pictures? Etc.
Yes and no.
No, I do not know why Dion the parts were not handled more elegantly. No, I do not know what possessed him to cut all the wires, cables, hoses, etc. when he did his demolition. I do know that it'll take dozens of extra hours of work to repair the damage he did by being in a hurry (or clueless; take your pick.)
Unfortunately, I do know what's up with the roof.
This is not the roof:
This is a partly-finished mold Dion made so he could make more roofs. It is not a structural part.
THIS is the roof:
This is what was used to make the mold. It is structural. It could hold up the roof rack. It could hold up the spare tire. It could raise up and allow standing roof. It can keep the rain out. A roof is a really valuable thing to have on one's camper.
Sadly, I don't have this roof. I sure expected to have this roof. If you had had this e-mail exchange (click on it) with Dion shortly before delivery, you, too, would have expected a roof:
What happened to the roof? I initially thought Dion had kept it as sort of an "I'll teach Mike to say anything bad about Red Cannon Expeditions and my thousand of hours of hard work" lesson for me. However, I made return of the roof something critical for the attorney to work with Dion on, and unbelievably, the attorney last week reported this bad-as-it-gets news:
"He indicated that the gel coat he was using did not set because it was 18 degrees outside when he was trying to create the new roof. He said that he sent you the mold so whomever you took the Jeep to next, could use the mold to build you a new roof. Not sure if any of this is true; just passing along what he told me."
So, I have no roof, and instead have an unfinished mold ratchet-strapped to the cabin. Not owning a bunch of balsa and a chopper gun, this isn't real convenient. In fact, it totally sucks. I'll have to pay to have a roof made by some fiberglass company, and it'll take me a fair amount of work to finish the mold before doing so. And the vehicle is undriveable in its current condition, nor can I reasonably put it up for sale.
Does Dion still have the roof? Did he destroy it on purpose to cause me a big problem? Or is he really so inept that he ruined the roof while working to gel coat it? None of the three possibilities reflects well on him, but I will tell you this . . . with no roof, the flimsy mold up in the airstream, the curbside door filler panel falling out, the caulk holding the front half of the cabin having failed, and only a couple of bolts in place holding on the back half of the cabin, I could not have made two miles down a highway at speed, let alone the two thousand required to get back to Portland. It was good that I decided in the end to have it transported, better that they assigned an enclosed transporter, and excellent that my wingman and I did not show up as scheduled in Fairfield to pick up the Jeep, thus providing for seven days and half-a-continent to be between me and Dion when I learned I had no roof.
I know it's just a truck, it's only money, no one's dead or dying, and so on. But it was nevertheless a seriously bad time for me a week ago when the driver backed my XV-JP out of the trailer, what with pretty much everything turning out worse than the very bad situation I had already expected.