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Sleeping Bag

So, I recently bought a truck camper (more on that later). In the truck camper, there were several sleeping bags which I asked the guy if he wanted to keep them, but he didn't. There was also a bunch of other swag in the camper that the guy seemed all too happy to be rid of - things like silverware and flashlights and other camping gear. I'm in the gradual process of cleaning the thing out, and there are some other, more major projects that need to be done, but I'm starting out with the bedding, and the sleeping bags were a problem.

They'd sat in the sunlight for who knows how long, and the one got pretty damaged:


I'm not entirely sure how that happens - it almost looks like it had melted. The fabric, which I'm guessing is either nylon or polyester, was crumbly and flaky. This is what it looked like last night after I'd washed it but before I began my patch job. The sleeping bag is a pretty good quality one, for an inexpensive-tier bag - good sturdy zipper, nice thick bat, and fairly good construction overall. So I wanted to save it, if I could.

Enter the solution:


I had this old pair of jeans in my closet. I just cut out the left hip side and whip stitched it on. It's not the cleanest job, and it lacks the quilting. But I think it's a cheap and easy solution for repairing the old bag. Plus, leaving the pockets in like this is kind of fun. :)

Anyway, fun little project! I'm going to use the rest of the leg to add a patch to the other sleeping bag. That one - the green one you see in the background - is a relatively cheap bag, thin and wimpy. But it will save us having to buy a new bag, and I've got the rest of the pants leg anyway...

Comments

lillysmum said…
Aren't you the clever one? Love it.
Bill Cobabe said…
Yes, yes I am. Thanks for noticing. Although, I'm not sure how you could miss it.

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