It's really hard to summarize oneself for the general public. I mean, really, what does the public want to know about me? Am I married? Yes. Do I have children. Yes, three, and they're all grown thank God. (By that I mean parenting is HARD. I'd do it again in a heartbeat, but I'm really glad our offspring have all reached adulthood.) Do I have pets? Yup. Two dogs. Since the kids are all grown, you'll read more about my dogs than my kids. Because that's what happens when you get old like me. I have three grand kids, too, so you'll read about them as well. But the dogs live with me and, when I am desperate for blog topics, they usually help me out.
We were in Maryland this past weekend for our first official camping trip. And Mike planned it all, which is kind of a big deal. I am usually the travel planner, but when he made a great trip suggestion a couple of weeks back, I told him to go for it and he did. We even had a couple of guests.
Back when my father-in-law, Murph, was still living, the in-laws bought an RV and started camping. After a few years going to various campgrounds, they settled on a place in northern Baltimore County, Maryland. The campground was called Morris Meadows at the time, but it’s now known as Merry Meadows. It was closer to home and they could keep their RV parked on a permanent site. Mom even stayed there after Murph passed. In all, she was a camper there for over ten years! They were always very active residents, made a bunch of friends, and have very fond memories of their time as residents.
We arrived a bit later than anticipated on Friday as I wasn’t feeling well. When we finally got there and were checking in, Lois, one of the campground’s owners, was quite happy to see Mom’s name on the registration sheet.
I drove down to pick Mom up on Saturday morning. She even brought one of her photo albums along so she could visit with Lois later in the day to reminisce.
I think it’s safe to say that the weekend was a smashing success.
The weather was perfect for camping, too. Cool days and crisp, cold nights. There was even a little frost on the ground when I went out early Sunday morning.
It’s hard to see our friend, Zephyr, in that photo. He’s a miniature Australian Shepherd that belongs to a friend who is off visiting her Mom in Arizona.
I took a bunch of pics to share with y’all, but it’s hard to fit everything in when indoors in a somewhat-confined space. If you want to see larger versions, click on the image and then use your browser’s back button to return to the blog post.
Not pictured are the half bath (to my right) and full bath (in rear-end of coach).
So there you have it. Overall, it was a great weekend. The campground was pretty full, but it’s a quiet, well-run place. We didn’t need to use the bathhouses since our RV has everything we need. And we got to test the systems we hadn’t used, like the shower, dishwasher, and heat.
We are both looking forward to more camping trips so we can continue familiarizing ourselves with our new camper. Most people call big rigs like this “coaches,” but I prefer camper. I think that’s mainly because we did lots of camping when I was a kid and that’s what we always called RVs.
I’m sure there will soon be a few more grand adventures to share. We need to familiarize ourselves with how this camper works, figure out what supplies we need, and get used to smaller-scale living. Retirement for Mike is not that far off.
Now that we actually have an RV, it’s time for me to get my rear in gear and start thinking about trip planning. I’m only a couple days into that new mindset and have already realized that travel planning for RV life is not as easy as plain old ordinary trip planning. There are so many more things to take into consideration!
Maybe I should have thought about this stuff before buying an RV. Nah, what fun would that be?
Size Matters
When making reservations at campgrounds, you have to think about the size of the site, whether it has the appropriate hookups (electric, water, and sewer), is it a back-in or pull-through, is the site shaded or fully exposed in the middle of a big ole field, how close are the neighbors, etc. Some campgrounds, especially at state and national parks and forests, cannot accommodate big rigs like ours.
Location, Location, Location
Unlike regular travel planning, where you pick a place to visit then find an appropriate hotel, RV travel means finding a suitable campground and then finding the right site within that campground. It’s not a huge deal for short stays, but if we’re going to be staying in a place for a week or more, we need to be happy with our site.
A lot of campgrounds I’ve looked at post maps of their facility and even pictures of the individual sites. The maps tell you which sites have what hookups and the pictures show you how each site is laid out. Pics are not usually catalogued by number though, which means a lot of scrolling through a slew of site pics.
Rules and Regulations
I suspect most campgrounds have similar rules in terms of quiet time, number of people per site, whether or not you can park a car at your site, what to do with trash, whether or not visitors are allowed, etc. Some campgrounds restrict occupancy to older folks like us. Senior living at its best. I had no idea there were RV parks catering to seniors, but am happy to know that’s the case. I like kids well enough, but they can be pretty loud and, sometimes, obnoxious. Camping to me means peace, quiet, and solitude, not being surrounded by a horde of screaming children. Again, a night or two at a family campground would be tolerable, but long-term, I want peace.
The Big Picture
Planning for RV living also requires looking at where we want to be AND when we want to be there. It just would not be practical to, say, visit Arizona for a week, then Vermont, then Florida. That would just be too much driving. If we think ahead, we can make our way around the country methodically. So, depending on what time of year we sell our house, we will either head to the northeast or make our way south.
Mike and I have sort of been making a list of places we want to go/see. You know, when we think about adding a place to the list. Now, we need to get serious and finalize our list, or at least get it more filled-out, so I can start plotting our future.
The Best-laid Plans…
It’s never easy to plan perfectly for the future because one never knows what the future REALLY has in store. This year is the perfect example. Who would have ever thought that the world would change so much in a year?
But planning is still important. The more one knows, the easier switching gears will be when/if needed.
If there’s a state or national park campground we really want to visit at a particular time of year, advance planning is a necessity. Those kind of sites get booked well in advance.
It’s a Process
I still have a lot to learn, but, the good news is, I have gotten started. I’m excited to have a new challenge to figure out. It gives me something to focus on beyond just making it through every day. And the amount of effort I put into this exercise now will certainly help make the transition to RV life more enjoyable. And enjoyment is key. I’m pretty sure we won’t want to live like nomads forever, so we need to make the most of our wandering life.
I’m very much looking forward to this next chapter in our lives.
One of the weirder things about 2020, from my perspective, is how time seems to have compressed or collapsed in on itself. Things that happened last week seem to have happened months ago. Looking back on events in February 2020 feels more like looking back on 2019. Revisiting events of 2018 can sometimes feel like a lifetime ago. Anyhoo…
I’ve finally decided to stop trying to figure out the why behind everything and just start living, for better or worse. I’m going with the flow and trying to exercise a little faith. Fingers crossed my resolve lasts. As for those details, I figured it was about time I shared.
A Bit of Backstory
Hubby, Mike, has been counting-down to retirement for quite a while. When I asked him how long he’d been counting, he said “like, 11 years now.” For most of that time, I was not really paying attention to his countdown. I am much younger than him (he’s about 11.5 years older than me). As his retirement nears, we’ve started talking about what life will look like for us once that date hits about 68 weeks from now. It’s a good thing to talk about because his vision and mine were sorta different.
One thing we were both firmly on the same page about was buying an RV to replace our house. One day. We’ve been going to RV shows for the past couple of years, looking at the many different brands, sizes, and styles of motorhome, narrowing down the search. We each had some likes and dislikes. He had some must-haves (diesel engine, residential fridge, king-size bed, washer/dryer, and a dishwasher) and some nice-to-haves, like leveling jacks, generator, swiveling captains’ chairs, and tag axle). I didn’t have any must haves, but I was REALLY wanting a ceiling fan in the bedroom, a half-bath, and a dinette table with free-standing chairs instead of a dining booth.
Mike’s been looking at RVs, window-shopping as he says, since we started seriously discussing the nomad life. He saw one that was being offered at a good price, seemed to be in good shape, and, most importantly, had almost every feature he and I wanted.
He asked if I thought buying now would be a good idea. After all, the plan had always been to purchase one after we’d sold our house. We still own our house, but the way I see it, buying now will give us time to practice. We can just camp in the thing over random weekends for a while to figure out how stuff works, determine what we need/don’t need, get used to various types of camping, etc.
Long story short, I said yes. He ramped-up the negotiations and preparations, and, before we knew what had hit us, we were driving to Kentucky to pick up a big-ass, new-to-us RV.
Picking Up Our New-to-us RV
Relatively speaking, it all felt very spur-of-the-moment. From the time he started negotiating to the time we left to pick it up, only about two and a half weeks had passed. In that short span of time, he negotiated a deal we both felt comfortable with, purchased insurance, secured a loan, found an inspector, scheduled the inspection, reviewed the inspector’s report, requested some repairs, and pronounced the unit safe to purchase.
All I had to do was ponder some questions, deliver some answers, and figure out how to get away from work early enough on a Friday for the 8.5-hour drive to Kentucky.
I was excited to be able to take Belle along for the ride. She’s getting older, and I’d really like to have her with us to start this next chapter of our lives.
She did really well on the long drive south and west, and she settled right in on Saturday morning while the dealer’s tech was giving us a quick walk-through.
Truth be told, she doesn’t love riding in cars, and she’s only slept in a hotel once or twice, so she was probably exhausted from traveling the day before.
It is a 2016 Entegra Coach (make) Aspire 44B (model). Entegra is one of the higher-end brands, so it comes standard with a bunch of bells and whistles, including four slide-outs. I haven’t taken many interior pics yet, but here are some more views of the outside.
Oddly, we both remembered it having more red on the exterior. We were wrong, but I still think the paint scheme is pretty awesome.
Mike drove it like a pro, despite heavy downpours crossing a couple of the mountains and a faulty windshield wiper, which we didn’t discover until we hit said rainstorms.
It’s hard to tell how ginormous the thing is unless there’s something alongside of it for scale. As it happens, when we stopped at a rest stop to walk Belle, one of us snapped this pic with my Toyota RAV-4 parked behind the beast.
Our First Camp-out
Rather than drive the whole way home on Saturday, we stopped at a campground just outside of Wytheville, Virginia to spend the night.
And here we are sharing our first meal together in our new camper.
I did not cook, we just drove to a nearby Burger King. We’ve clearly fallen off the healthy eating wagon, but not for long!
All went well that night. We all slept just fine. And the next morning, Belle and I said hello to the campground’s neighbors.
The drive the rest of the way home took about five hours, give or take. Mike continued driving the behemoth like a pro. I still have not ridden in the thing, unless you count going from our parking spot at the dealership to the propane tank.
I’d already planned a getaway with a girlfriend for the week of Labor Day, so we still haven’t had any other camping adventures. But we do plan on going camping next weekend.
That’s a pic with two of the slide-outs extended. I’ll get some interior pics next weekend when we are camping.
The paint job on the back-end is my favorite part. Maybe because I got to stare at it for hours on end while driving?
We’re pretty sure we will be buying a convertible car to tow along. I’m not sure why, but I haven’t really been into riding the bike lately. I’m just as happy cruising along in a zippy convertible. Time will tell whether we keep the bikes or not. Crazy, right? I never would have thought I’d be saying that at this point in my life, but 2020 has been such a weird year in so many ways.
I look forward to blogging again and sharing this next phase with those of you who still care to read.
Those of you in the CA-OR-WA fire zone and those nearby in Canada, stay safe! We are thinking of you and sending all kinds of positive vibes your way. Please take care. Perhaps by this time next year, or soon thereafter, some of us will be able to camp together. Imagine all the campfire stories!
Despite my long absence from the blogosphere, we are all alive and well. Hubby and I are weathering the pandemic just fine. So far, anyway. We are both careful when we go out, wear masks, use hand sanitizer, keep our distance from people, etc.
We have not traveled much. Back in June, I spent an abbreviated week working in Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina. I really wanted to go to the beach, and I knew a change of scenery would be refreshing.
In July, we visited our daughter Amy and her family for a long weekend, then came home and just pretended we were retired for the rest of the week. It was quite enjoyable.
We’ve been talking about getting an RV for a while. Over the past couple of years we’ve been to several big RV shows looking at various sizes, models, and floor plans. Recently, Hubby happened to find one for sale online that has all the features and layout we wanted. It’s a bit bigger than we thought we’d get, but the price was right, so…
Next weekend, we will be driving south to Kentucky to pick up our new-to-us coach. Initially, we thought we would sell the house and then buy an RV, but this way we’ll be able to decide if we actually like living in the thing for weeks or months at a time. If we don’t, we can keep our house and figure something else out. I’m pretty sure we will like it, though. But time will tell.
Maybe now I will at least have some interestingness to blog about. We are both very much looking forward to easing into this next chapter in our lives.
Hello, and welcome to this week’s Practice Makes Perfect (PMP) second reveal. The theme selected for this week was Ground, Texture.
I’m really looking forward to seeing how other participants interpreted the “assignment.”
I enjoy challenges like this because participants can choose how they want to play. Does one go the simple, seemingly obvious route and take pictures of texture on the ground? Or does one think a bit and get creative?
I did a little bit of both.
Textures on the Ground
I see this puddle on the ground often. It is along one of the regular routes Belle and I walk through town. Like other puddles, it isn’t always there. It varies in size, too. Sometimes there are ripples (from wind) and sometimes there are rocks or other stuff in the puddle. Every now and then, I see a bird or two using it as a birdbath. Depending on the time of day, sometimes the colors are far more dramatic.
Recently, I have been giving more thought to differences between people. Not just physical differences, but things like how people see and think about things. The differences are amazing. Understanding those differences explains a lot in terms of how we communicate with each other, how we interact, why we do the things we do, how people react and why.
Hubby and I often “argue” about colors. Not the colors themselves, but the name for a particular color. There’s a building here in town that I say is purple, but he insists is brown. The more I think about that, the more I realize he and I might actually see the color differently.
That got me thinking about reflections. Reflections often catch my eye. When I am with others, it’s usually me who either notices a reflection first or is the first person to say, “Oooh, look at the cool reflection.” Is that because I just like reflections more than other people? Because I am a more-visual person? Or because others don’t see reflections until someone else points them out? What are reflections, really? Optical illusions (simple explanation backed by science) or windows into an alternate reality (complex and kinda crazy explanation)?
I don’t know. All I do know is that reflections intrigue me. That reflection is particularly interesting to me because there’s the lighter sidewalk on the left, with it’s kind of smooth texture, and the darker, bumpier asphalt on the right, with the smooth-as-glass reflection in the middle. The reflection itself changes depending on the viewer’s perspective. (I’m thinking we may need to use reflections as a future theme.)
Foreground Texture Adds Depth to Images
I’m a sucker for beautiful sunrises/sunsets, blue skies, and interesting clouds. My clearest, big sky, west-facing view around town is from a parking lot that just happens to overlook the county jail.
Here’s a nice sunset photo, captured with my phone. I have an older iPhone 6S. It doesn’t capture sunsets nearly as well as my point and shoot camera or as well as newer models of the iPhone. But it does okay.
The sunset I captured was just nice, in my mind. Sunsets are far more interesting to me when there are more clouds in the sky. How does one make that photo better? I cannot manufacture clouds, but I can incorporate some interesting foreground textures.
The next image is captured from about the same spot. I didn’t move my feet, I just squatted down. It changes the image dramatically, right?
I shot that image from atop a hill and the grasses and weeds are pretty tall. Squatting was all it took to add foreground to that shot. Sometimes, you have to work harder to add foreground texture. Take this tree as example #1.
The clouds caught my eye first. I thought the trees made for an interesting subject to demonstrate my next point. Squatting wasn’t enough in that case. Because the ground was flatter, the only way I could incorporate the grass in my foreground was to get pretty low to the ground.
Example #2 makes for a much more interesting image, right? Relative to the first one. By itself, however, that image still isn’t great.
I moved a step or two to the right, stooped WAY down again, and captured the next image, example #3.
Crazy how much that changes the image, right?
I probably looked like an idiot to passersby, if there were any, but the end result was worth it. In my opinion.
Here’s another version, which is example #4.
The last image includes more grass in the foreground. Which version of the tree images do you like best? I like example #3, personally.
Subjects on the Ground
What about when your subject is closer, and on the ground. Like these cute Buttercups?
Getting close isn’t always the final answer. Anyone can zoom in to capture a close-up photo of flowers. (Pretend that shot is actually in focus.)
How do you make a more-interesting flower photo? Get on the ground.
That’s a really dramatic example of the different effect you can achieve just by changing your shooting perspective. My camera was pretty much in the grass at that point, but it’s worth it. I think the second shot, version 2, is FAR more interesting than version 1
Here’s a slightly different image.
Perspective matters. 🙂
Theme for Next Week
I think we should focus on light next week. How? By shooting the same subject in the same, exact spot on different days and at different times. For this challenge, you have to stay indoors.
Last week, when I came up with the idea to do this weekly photo challenge, I was much more relaxed. I’d successfully completed four full work days, after a long(ish) two-month break. This week was harder, but it was hard in a good way. I feel like a lot of good lessons were learned.
Here’s another lesson… don’t waste energy making excuses. If you didn’t do something you were supposed to do, for whatever reason, just own it.
By that, I mean if you really feel like you have to explain yourself, just tell the truth. If there’s anything worse than a lame excuse, it’s a lie.
I did not set time aside to focus on this week’s PMP challenge.
There, I said it. Because I did not set time aside, I don’t have very good examples to share.
I’m actually more excited to see what others did than sharing what I captured.
PMP #1: Eye Power
Sometimes, eye contact is good. Sometimes, it isn’t. It can change the entire mood of an image. How well did folks do demonstrating the power of eyes in an image?
In the first image, my husband appears to be reading, peacefully.
In the second image, I asked him to look at the camera.
UPDATE: The theme for PMP2 is… Ground, Texture. I’m going to work on this one. 😊
Participants should comment below and include a link to this week’s images. Please link back to this post. Don’t forget to let others know that you saw their shots and, kindly, let them know what you think.