Yeah, I've enjoyed my story too.
Fun to embellish here and there to provide a bit of lightheartedness. Heaven knows you're glad not to be me!
I really was a little surprised at how this turned into a thread mostly about towing. I guess you all could sense the utter danger I contemplating...
It has been informative, insightful, discouraging, amusing and hopeful. Last night I decided since TV was boring, to do what I know best...no, not be a whiner...number-crunch! So I fired up the computer, started the spreadsheet and typed and typed and typed. I used the FJ manual, and the door sticker as my reference, as well as the "real world" dry weight of the 21' given earlier in the thread. This is the gist of it:
GCVWR - 9500 lbs.
GVWR - 5570 lbs.
Max Capacity - 1190 lbs (including tongue weight)
Tongue Weight - 500 lbs.
Curb Weight - 4380 lbs.
21' Dry - 3600 lbs.
Stuff we are going to have in the trailer- 466 lbs.
Total trailer weight - 4066 lbs.
The maximum capacity we will add to the FJ - 1170 lbs
So in my mostly befuddled mind, this is how it thinks (Freud would have a ball with my mind for sure!).
Curb Weight 4380
Cargo/Passengers 1170 (includes tongue weight)
Trailer with all stuff 4066
Man, thats so close I can taste it. Of course, I used the 21' and went liberal with some weights, so I just need to diet 116 pounds and we will be under the GCVWR, according to my fuzzy logic.
Here's some more story. So last night I dragged my wife (not literally, cave men went extinct in the 60's!
) to see that wonderful 2010 Ford F-150 Lariat that had a GCVWR of a mere 14,000, and a honking big V-8 engine, was loaded with every creature comfort a creature could want, was a beautiful white...oh, the miles again? Why ruin my bliss? 127,500. What was the price? $21,800. Rust? "Oh, every vehicle in Maine will have some rust" the sales guy assured me. "uh, not my Toyota" I replied. "Da-- Toyota" I think I heard him mutter. So we drove it. Dreamy. Really.
My wife disappeared inside the FJ while I went in to wear him down. Or was it the other way around? He asked me what it would it take for me to drive it off the lot. I gave him my best, unflinching Clint Eastwood stare and said "an even trade for my FJ" Our eyes locked for what seemed hours and then I realized I had a dog hair on my pants. Dang! Why is it always me who loses the contest? He then laughed and said "goodnight". Seriously. He did. I think he realized that was rude so she called his "manager" to appraise the FJ. Mind you, this is my baby that I baby. Comes back. $13,500. It was my turn to laugh and say goodnight.