Good to have you on the forum tdpomodoro,
Can you show us some pics of the DT project. I'm sure you will enjoy the 175 when you get it out for a ride.
I have a soft spot for the 175's as years ago I rode one from Ballarat to Coffs Harbour and back (albeit a CT2 175) the things you do 
Regards Stan.
I 'toured' on an AT1, so there
.
Ah, back in the day
On one famous occasion me and me 'mad' mates decide to tour/camp in the Mt Royal- Barrington Tops area, setting out from Sydney. We were smart enough to take all the back ways, St Albans etc.
Crossing a river near Barrington Tops I drop the said camp gear laden AT1. It disappeared under water with only the throttle end of the handlebars indicating it presence in the swirling fast moving water, and leaving me waist deep but still straddling the bike. Being the agile quick witted youth that I was
, I quickly had the bike upright and gasping for air, for low and behold it was still running.
In quick order we were all across and, after the obligatory laugh, poke fun, and 'bag out ya mate' at Graeme, we were off again with the AT1 pegged to the throttle stop on the high speed dirt superhighway. Of course the other two, TS250's, were in front of me. I came into the first sharpish corner flat out and when I went to 'throttle off', as appropriate, but of course the throttle was stuck WFO (water in the slide). No statutory Kill switches in the 'good old days'
.
I dived for the inside of the corner still WFO and did a pretty good job of slipping and sliding my way through the corner, still WFO, trading off a little of the radius of the turn as I 'steered off' to regain lost traction. I was just about off the corner, still WFO, and aimed at the small 9 inch berm the road makers had so thoughtfully left on the outside of the turn. I hit the berm as planned but the puny overloaded over worked suspension bottomed out and I was highsided still attached to the bike with a death like grip only capable of by the young and stupid.
I arched through the air with grace beauty and stark terror, landed upside down on my neck and shoulders, continued rolling, back on two wheel, still WFO, and motored off bouncing through the roadmaker's debris on the side of the road until the brakes could slow the wayward WFO beast enough for me to get my hand under the tank to switch off.
No witnesses
. But I'm the only person I know who claims to have successfully 'rolled' a bike
.
The only evidence, and only damage to the bike, was the two mirrors had the ball mounts ripped and the mirrors, still glass intact, hung forlornly from the stems.
Welcome abroad tdpomodoro. As you can see the small '60's early '70's trailies is were we all started and it's great to see them still loved, ridden and restored 
. Hang around and you'll find thread hijacks are modus operandi around here
