Day 15-18 – Las Cruces, NM – City of Rocks, NM – Luna, NM – Flagstaff, Arizona…aaand Breathe.

We left the desert on Day 14 and headed north-west on the 180, a scenic route through New Mexico towards northern Arizona, with our much anticipated destination of Flagstaff, Arizona for a six day stop.

At this point being that we have been driving on average four hours every day for 16 days, Jade asked for a short drive day and we happily obliged. I let her pick our destination that night, either Apache National Forest, or City of Rocks State Park. She went with the gigantic lava-rocks being the climber she is.

We drove up and saw this literal City of Rocks off in the distance. Such an out-of-this world formation of massive rocks caused by a volcanic eruption thousands on years ago with bike trails, hiking, of course rock climbing, and a $10 place to camp for the night.


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How cool is that for a campsite?!

I mean seriously, how good am I at finding awesome campgrounds…??ImageImage

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If you can’t tell yet, it was really, really windy, and cold. 45mph winds when you weigh 22lbs is not so easy, so Tiny spent most of the evening inside playing Legos to prevent being blown over, and Jade climbed rocks until she was pink-cheek cold and really hungry. The thermal cooker that night contained a ridiculously good spaghetti bolognese meat sauce that cooked all day without any power. Ohhh yeh.

The next day (Day 15/Sunday) the I-10 was still on the seriously windy side with all the storms up in Oklahoma, so rather than crawling along on a desert highway at 45mph fighting the wind, we went directly north-west on the 180 which happens to be a beautiful drive through the Gila National Forest up to the I-40 which goes directly through Flagstaff.

Ranger E has been reading A Sand County Almanac by Aldo Leopold, who helped to form the idea of wilderness we have today, and now has a section of wilderness in the Gila National Forest in New Mexico named after him. So I took the opportunity to find a campsite in the Gila for our last night in that area.

It wasn’t technically the wilderness (because you can’t really take an RV into the wilderness), but it was definitely off the grid and beaten path and we were alone with the wildlife. So we got a little taste of the solitude Mr Leopold always sought.

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After using all our propane on heating for two nights and draining the battery twice, we were ready to move on and stay hooked up for a while in Arizona before the final leg of the journey to Sequoia, California.

Leaving the area of Luna, New Mexico (which was the closest town to where we camped in Gila) we were only a short three and a half hours from Flagstaff.

We lived in Flagstaff for two and a half years whilst Ranger E attended the Park Ranger Training Program at NAU, I had Tiny via home-birth in a gorgeous little cabin there, and it’s also where Jade made some really great friends. So we have planned a long stop through Flagstaff as a much needed break on driving, and some best-friend time for kids, and us.

Time to relax for a while.🙂


Day 13-14 – Iraan, Texas – Carlsbad, New Mexico – Las Cruces, NM

Ok so Iraan, Texas wasn’t THAT bad. The “RV Park” was 9 spaces filled with permanent renters in a what seemed like a parking lot bordering a small city park, and we got the 10th spot, but it wasn’t very clean, it was loud, and there was nothing, for miles. The girls got an hour at the playground in the city park before bed, and we planned to head out early first thing the next morning.

We’ve been having problems with the kitchen grey tank clogging when Ranger E goes to dump it, so 45 minutes of shooting a hose and wire hanger up the dump drain to de-clog it, and we were on the road by 11am. Planning for another long day to make it to Carlsbad, New Mexico, I prepped a pot roast in the thermal cooker.


Desert. Just hot, dry and no trees. Not my most favorite of landscapes but I’ll try not to be spoiled and complain.

It was an easy drive, a solid 4 hours of no complaints, a 15 minute stop and a time change back, so we arrived early enough in Carlsbad we decided to try and see Carlsbad Caverns National Park that day. We rarely eat out, but we decided to stop at Chili’s for a bite before heading to the Caverns which were 45 minutes into the back country.

Turns out the last entry into the caverns is at 3:30pm since it takes at LEAST an hour and a half to get through the shortest cavern room, and we arrived at 4:15pm. Even Ranger E and his persuasive techniques couldn’t get us in here after hours, so we turned back to the RV for the evening, devoured my amazingly tender, perfectly cooked pot roast and planned to go back in the morning before leaving Carlsbad.


930am and we were back at the Caverns ready to enjoy their majesty.

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At the end of our short tour (we managed an hour and a half before they were done) they got their Junior Ranger certificates. Tiny, (pictured left here) is thrilled.

We left Carlsbad Caverns around 1230pm heading west and not exactly sure where we would end up that evening, but I did find a campsite between Alamogordo and Las Cruces, New Mexico that supposedly overlooked White Sands National Monument and was quite stunning so we were heading that direction.

Let me walk you through the changing landscape during this 4 hour drive…


We started out along the 82 heading west towards Lincoln National Forest, NM, in somewhere around 87F.

Ummm, “hot-barren-deserty-nothing” is how I could describe this area of the country.

Here I would also like to note the grass? hay? shoulder along the highway where the vegetation is being pushed directly North East at 45mph, when we were managing 42mph. Clue #1 to check the weather report Victoria!


(Please excuse the bug-ridden windshield, let’s pretend this is rain…Yeh, this is now rain!)

Twenty-five minutes later we were in pine trees, switchbacks and 56F. At this point we most definitely should have taken up one of the little RV parks tucked away in the non-windy forested areas of this strange-culture of an area.

Let me just give you this anecdote. The gas station we stopped here, had 14 signs pasted in the windows with phrases like “KILL OBAMA!” (< seriously not kidding), “Do not enter unless JESUS HAS SAVED YOU!”, “Watch out for drunk Sally!”, “F*#K Obama!”, and inside I found a number of different ply Obama-faced toilet paper choices.

Moving swiftly on…


(Ughhhh…more bug-ridden windshield pictures. Maybe i’ll clean that tomorrow?)

Another twenty-five minutes down the road and we entered the serious desert of White Sands, which was exactly as it is named, and gorgeous. Oh, and I also checked the weather.

Turns out the south-western end of New Mexico is under Blowing Dust Storms and High Wind Advisories maxing out at 68mph through later this week.

We did manage to find that campground overlooking White Sands, however there was a large sign stating “Steep incline, rough terrain, not recommended for trailers longer than 23ft.”.

Being that we are a 32ft RV plus a truck, and sand-blasting in the middle of the desert doesn’t sound like our cuppa tea, we found a state park for the night and shall be moving on tomorrow, again.


Damn, its windy here!

Day 11-12 – Austin, Texas – Iraan, Texas

Turkey Bend Recreation Area was just amazing. By far our favorite campsite so far, maybe favorite ever, and well worth the extra distance off the freeway, the $20 for two nights, the conserving of water and propane, and that we didn’t even visit downtown Austin.


I mean really, how could you not love this?

That’s Lake Travis running through the 400 acres of pristine wild-flower blooming, breezy, green rolling hills.

So on Day 11, we spent the whole day in and around Turkey Bend because we absolutely fell in love with it. The morning started with a beautiful view and two cups of coffee. Then Ranger E went on a run, I did yoga overlooking the lake and the girls just played and played in the flowers and grass. Although the lake looked great, it was on the seriously low and muddy side, so we drove around to find another swimming spot. We went down a random street parallel to ‘Cow Creek’ and were stopped by locals who asked what the plan was. When we explained what we were looking for, and were sorry if it was private land, Tim and his kids he’d just picked up from school had us follow them to their ranch, just down the street, and then sent us down to their private river wading area with their dog Tripp in exchange for one, cold, beer.

Southern hospitality at it’s finest.🙂


After cooling off in the hot 90F afternoon, we got some groceries and headed back to enjoy our campsite. Since there were no hook ups at all, we were running entirely on our full tank of fresh water, two tanks of propane, one RV battery and of course the trusty propane generator, which all unfortunately means no A/C.

So we spend most of our time outside, which in this part of the country, is not a problem at all.


Oh the freedom, and the hours spent without anything but yourselves. Blissful.

Day 12 we begrudgingly left our fabulous spot along the Colorado River to continue heading north west. The I-10 through Texas is amazingly boring, but I did manage to find another fantastic spot, this time in the little town of Junction, Texas.

It was listed as a free campground for the night but we arrived early enough in the day we decided to just enjoy it for our late lunch break, and then continue on down the lovely and scenic I-10.   o.O


With a playground, clean restrooms, a swim-able lake, wildlife, 18-hole Frisbee golf course and lots of shade trees, it really was another awesome find in Texas, and well worth stopping at.

However, since tonight we ended up with only one option within 50 miles of us; Iraan, Texas (aka: middle of nowhere) In a city park site on the trashy side, 15 miles off the freeway, in an incredibly small and strange neighborhood. We have settled in, and cannot wait to leave tomorrow.


I think we should have just stayed at the free campground in Junction.:-/

Day 9-10 New Orleans – Lake Charles, Louisiana – Austin, Texas

As exhausting as New Orleans was, it was a fantastic experience and I am so very glad we made the time and effort to spend a few, very expensive, hours there.

Day 9:

We were on the road by 10am heading towards Houston, Texas, but not planning to stop there.

Big cities + hard to maneuver fifth wheels = Nope.

I managed to find a great little county park in Lake Charles, Louisiana which took us just over 3 hours to get to, and we got to enjoy a full afternoon and evening playing at the park, feeding the ducks copious amount of bread and cheerios, chatting with the Louisiana locals, bike riding, and finally heading to bed early.

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Day 10:

On the road again around 10am, off towards Austin and planning for a long day. We started off not sure if we would make it all the way since it was a full four and a half hours and we got stuck in Houston traffic for an hour, then the kids actually got bored of watching Frozen.

We first stopped at the coolest playground in the world in Winnie, Texas. A lovely, quiet old town with lots of barns and no people.

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Spinning on the tire swing, and left overs for lunch in the RV = a sick child.


She recovered quickly.

Next, I found a couple of free options for a stop for the night on the 71 in between Houston and Austin, so we pulled over around 430pm at one, set up in the deserted parking lot and headed for the lake.

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Whilst the girls loved the cool lake with the little beach, we were not impressed. It stank really bad, there were dead fish being massacred by vultures and the bugs were massacring us. After their dip (and a scrub down in the shower…) we had an early dinner and decided we would try to continue on and make it Austin that night.

Girls put their pj’s on, I set up a new movie for them on the Kindle, and we hoped to arrive by 9pm.

‘Hoped’ being the optimum word here.

After three phone calls to the very few RV parks I could find close to Austin, we figured out that it being overpopulated and lacking campgrounds was not about to be in our favor.

Our only chance was the one park already out of office for the night, which said on their voice mail to just fill out the form in the drop box for late-night arrivals with no reservations. Alright, seems easy enough.

915pm we finally find the damn place and there is a very large sign flashing “NO VACANCY!!” with a locked gate.

Ok, so apparently it was a bad idea to leave the stinky lake.

Our only option left seemed to be another county park that says on their website “Open 24 hours” and is first come, first serve. I spoke to someone on the phone earlier that day and they said there is ample space for RV’s, all the time, in the 400-acres of land and lake, but there are no amenities.

Boon-docking it is!!

An hour north-west of Austin, through 30 miles of steep winding roads, in the dark, with 5 tons hooked on the back of the truck, took until 1045pm before we were in the rig for the night.

Wtf were we thinking?! Well, in the morning and we saw where we were, it all made sense.


Day 7-8 – De Soto, Miss. – New Orleans, Louisiana


We started off Day 7 separately. I went for a hike with the girls and the dog down some trails in the De Soto National Forest. Ranger E took the opportunity, and advice of the local staying in the renovated school bus, to go try out his new love rifle.


A few hours later and we set off for New Orleans, which I have been excited to see, Ranger E not so much. See, he’s not a city-boy if you can’t tell, he likes his solitude and dirt and quiet forests. Which I do too, but I love the idea of visiting an outrageous city for a day, or two.

Turns out Sunday was Easter Sunday, yeh, who knew. We don’t really ‘do’ Easter, neither of us are Christian and we are both averse to any kind of consumer-driven holiday. However we tend to forget that a whole lot of other people celebrate it so we arrived on Saturday (the day before Easter) and I was planning to just turn up at Bayou Segnette State Park which is prime location to then hop on the ferry to downtown NOLA.

Yeh, good luck with that unprepared Vicky!

Bayou Segnette was of course completely packed, there were no boondocking opportunities around and we did not fancy the idea of driving through the middle of downtown New Orleans (one way streets and u-turns, AAHH!) to stay at the fancy rv park/marina for $55 a night.

So we had to resort to the closest KOA. Barf.

Sorry to anyone out there who likes them, but we do not. So there😛

They are always cramped, stuck up, over priced and half-ass their amenities. By that I mean the “dog park” here is a fenced off 20ft area behind two run down (still in use) houses across the street, the pool is 12 square feet and freezing, and the camp ground space you are allotted has a whole 3ft wide strip of grass to enjoy with a fire pit you are not allowed to burn wood in.


Behind that bush is our ‘grassy area’…. Oooohhhhhhh.

I could go on, but I won’t, I’ll leave it for the KOA (Kampgrounds Of America) reviews on Yelp.

Day 8- Visit NOLA

The KOA is also very inconvenient to visit downtown NOLA, they do offer a shuttle from KOA to downtown that leaves at 9am and returns at 545pm. Yes, let me drag my two children under 6 around downtown New Orleans, in 80F, for NINE HOURS. Screw that.

We took a cab.

So we could drink beer.

Problem solved.


First stop, the original Cafe du Monde for some Cafe au Lait and beignets. Oh yeh, I could just feel France calling my name.

New Orleans on Easter was incredible. Every.single.person was wearing the best of their Sunday Best, it was like walking around a fashion mall on steroids, everyone looked amazing. There were at least three different parades, beautiful art work everywhere, a band on every corner and beer as far as the eye could see. Let’s do this!!

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Tiny is about to pass out on my head here.


Aaaaaand crash.


Day 5-6 – Atlanta, Georgia – Montgomery, Alabama – De Soto, Mississippi. Phew.

We are heading south again. So, you may be wondering why the holy crap we drove all the way north to Atlanta, Georgia to then head back down directly south two days later?

This is why….


The ‘Civlian Marksmanship Program’ (CMP) store which happens to be in Anniston, Alabama, also happens to carry M-1 Garand’s, the WW2 rifle that Ranger E has been lusting over for, Oh, his whole life now. Well, since we happened to be passing through Alabama on our way to California, I was basically forced to head north to visit this middle-of-fucking-nowhere place so dear husband could buy a gun. One of my most favorite things to do, ever. o.O

Well, he is damn happy, so it was worth it…


He stared at it and caressed it for a good twenty minutes…I have to admit it’s pretty, but it will never replace me…EVER!

So, after he got up at 6am to arrive two hours to Anniston, AL to purchase an overpriced exciting rifle, he got back to Atlanta (where we happily waited for him) around noon. We left for Montgomery, Alabama late, around 2pm, but arrived just at 5pm at Maxwell-Gunter Air Force Base RV park, to a fantastically cooked whole chicken, in my damn thermal cooker people!!!

If you can’t tell yet, I’m a bit excited about this sucka, it does the cooking for me all day without using a lick of energy. We’re BFF’s for now.

Montgomery AFB was pretty awesome for the kids, it’s actually a FamCamp, which is military for FAMILY CAMPGROUND…get it? And they put us in the site directly in front of the awesome playground where there was a family of six kids and a whole slew of other free-roaming children. Just how we like it.



They enjoyed the whole rest of the evening into the night out there, went to bed hoping to play again tomorrow morning, but alas it rained at 3am and didn’t stop til…….

Ummmm, it didn’t stop.

So we left at 11am.

We were heading for Mobile, Alabama on Day 6 which was about 2 1/2hrs away, but when we got the the area of Mobile, Alabama, Tiny (aka: Amber, 2yrs old) was still napping, and Jade was watching (and still singing) Frozen for the 435th time, so we took the opportunity to get more distance.

We ended up in De Soto National Forest, which is about 30 miles north of Biloxi, Mississippi and we are BOONDOCKIN’ it!!! No electricity, water, sewer…nuthin’.

Except twenty other campsites full of tent campers, vans, and a renovated orange school bus.


Hey, it’s free, and we have to use the propane-converted generator, that’s all that matters.

It’s actually quite beautiful here. Flowers, pine trees, a 3 acre lake, it’s FREE, and Ranger E get’s to wander in the 518,000 acres and shoot his brand new beloved M-1 Garand.


The girls get to roam through flowers singing Let It Go.


Random old log = fireplace for the night.


Man make fire. Man have gun, and dog. Man happy.

Day 3-4 – Lake Park, GA – Atlanta, GA

Holy glass-cutting-nipples Batman!! It’s freaking cold in Atlanta, WTF were we thinking??

I called the RV park we were planning to stay at on Day 3, found out it was looking at being around 35F that night, so I went ahead and pulled out the jackets and started this..


Nothin’ like a hot chili right? Thermal cooker test day two!

The drive from Lake Park to Atlanta was completely uneventful, and highly boring…which is a good thing in our experience. It was a long day again, we didn’t arrive until around 545pm at Dobbins Reserve Air force Base where they have a first come basis RV park.


Holy crap..PINE TREES! DIRT (NOT SAND)! and cold…. o.O


There were luckily 3 out of the 13 spots left available and we set up as fast as possible in site 12, got to making hot chocolate, and enjoyed the pine trees and ice-wind for about 10 minutes before retreating into the furnace on 70F.Image

And of course my perfectly thermal-cooked vegetarian chili and rice topped with avocado, tortillas and sour cream. Perfect.

Wednesday (Day 4) we planned to stay another night because we are all wrecked tired from the traveling. (Isn’t it amazing how sitting in a car for hours and hours is so completely exhausting?) So we took the day to enjoy the playground and really nice pond included in the RV park, and then the Georgia Aquarium in Atlanta.



Yup, it’s cold Jade.


Enclosed playground overlooking a pond 100ft from our campsite = two happy children, one free dog and two parents drinking.


There’s even a waterfall you can walk across, well done Air Force, well done.


The Georgia Aquarium was great, full of fascinating and beautiful creatures, it boasts 6.3 million gallons of ocean wildlife making it the largest aquarium in the world. Although, $120 for the four of us to view animals in captivity for two hours was not nearly as much fun as playing “free” (Jade’s words) in the grass outside The World of Coca-Cola in downtown Atlanta, nor going back to the park/pond outside the campsite. Lesson learned, children, thank you.



Day 2- St. Augustine, Florida – Lake Park, Georgia

We started off this morning with a quiet walk down to the “playground” at the campground in St. Augustine (which was two sets of swings) with our cups of coffee and talk of our plans for the day. We decided on making it as far up as we could towards Atlanta heading north on the 75. Because we were trying for a long drive day, I took the opportunity to try out my brand new Saratoga Jacks thermal cooker and start a stew at 10am this morning with the hopes that it would be fully cooked and ready to eat whenever we arrived wherever we were headed.


You’ve never heard of a thermal cooker? Let me enlighten you…

“It’s a slow cooker, but never has to be plugged in.” -Victoria, 2014.

We good? Ok. So I went with a basic beef stew and added plenty of extra liquid as recommended and cornstarch at the boiling point to thicken the sauce. Fingers crossed for dinner.

We set off for Atlanta around 11am with a whole ton of lunch, snacks, drinks, movies and exciting new toys and books. Our drive time was anywhere between 3-5 hours depending on the day’s events.

The days events happened around hour 2.

Remember how the back of the RV looked before we left? – see here.

That plus three bags of firewood on the back tray. All well within the 250lb limit for the bike/storage rack that is also the bumper for the back of the fifth wheel. All went flying off the back after we hit a huge dip crossing the St. Johns’ River right in Jacksonville, FL and three people hung out of their car pointing to our rear like “Dude, there’s shit flying off your RV?”.

That one huge dip bottomed out the bike rack in the back (a really badly made, and already messed up bike rack) which then dropped the lovely purple box used for shooting arrows at😉 and the three bags of firewood we just bought, into the moving traffic on the bridge.

Yay. Pull over ON THE BRIDGE, which was stupid but there was crap flying off the rig, so was necessary before the bikes flew off and were dragged next.

Cue some seriously fast and awesome knot-tying skills from Ranger E to secure everything and make it to Atlanta, which was still 3 hours away.


As we are still driving and conversing about what to do next (what kind of bike rack to get? where to go? stop soon or get to Atlanta?) here comes another person flailing their arms out of their car pointing to the back of the RV

I wasn’t in the mood for taking photos of this one. As shown in the photograph above, the bumper of the bike rack also holds the sewer hoses in it, which were trailing behind the RV thanks to the loss of the end caps and the deteriorating bike rack. Picture steel grinding on asphalt with every little flex in the suspension.

As I had already been researching online, I knew there was a camping world close, luckily so close it was just one exit away. So there we headed with this ridiculously jerry-rigged contraption on the back, to figure out a new system before the whole poorly crafted piece of shit completely fell off and took our bikes with it.

You know how we just love camping world. Ugh.

Decided on keeping it cheap and easy (probably not our best idea, meh) because we have neither the time nor resources to get a whole roof rack installed or an extra receiving hitch welded onto the pin box of the fifth wheel just for our two bikes. So we left with:

1. Rear RV ladder hanging bike rack for two bikes

2. One hose containment cylinder for sewer hose storage

3. One sewer hose.

Time to work in 93F in the parking lot of the camping world.


At least they had a nice grassy area to play in and a no-traffic parking area to use for the hour and a half it took to remove the bike rack tray and promptly walk it over to the nearest dumpster, install the bike rack and bikes, move spare tire into packed truck bed, and attach the sewer hose container, with new sewer hose inside.


It looks a heck of a lot better now though, right?

On the road again at 5:15pm meant we weren’t going much further so I booked us a full hookup site for the night in Lake Park, Georgia to do some reorganizing tomorrow morning.

The best part.. having all this ready to eat as soon as we arrived hungry and tired at the campsite.


Hot ready-to eat beef stew, crusty bread fresh from the oven, and one bottle of wine. Thermal cooker for the WIN!



Day ONE!!! Titusville, FL – St. Augustine, FL

And we’re off! Everything went perfectly for our departure, we even left on time…Wowsa!

We decided to leave a day earlier than planned so we could celebrate our 6th wedding anniversary in the ocean, as is our tradition. So we went back to St. Augustine, FL where we visited last year in December, and I booked us into Anastasia State Park which is just gorgeous white flour-sand, bright blue sky, green palms…Image

(Anastasia State Park, FL)

….and tight camp sites. Ranger E hasn’t lost his touch as far as backing in a 32ft vehicle into a tight spot, y’know😉

We planned one last dip and trip to the Atlantic ocean because really, who knows when we will be back to visit?


To explain the tradition… When we were married in 2008 in La Jolla, CA, my father in law was incredible enough to be our wedding officiant and he married us. He chose to use a personally engraved silver marriage cup that we poured two ‘houses’ of champagne into. This symbolized the combination of two families into one ‘cup’, which we then drank the mixed champagne from to complete our new family🙂 He then explained to us that it was meant to be a tradition we continue on every year on our anniversary, and we have done so every year for the last six now🙂 Somehow, somewhere we always find some body of water, be it a lake, ocean, river, pond or on the really tight situation, a sink full of bubbles, dip our feet and pour our two bottles of champagne into one cup which we drink from together. I find it to be an amazingly beautiful tradition symbolizing our love and commitment together. That, and a great reason to down two bottles of champagne in one night.😉


(Jade, our dearest 5 yr old took the pictures of our ceremony. At least we are in focus and not her finger.)

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A very Happy Sixth Anniversary to us, and a what a fantastic start to a fun adventure.🙂

The Last Week in Florida.

Ranger E.

Ranger E likes lists, so they are everywhere and he has been tackling nine different items on his lovely lists every day on his days off. I have my own lists, just not sure where I put them last Thursday….Hmmm, I should find that.

Here are a few accomplishments from that those many lists:



– Both Ranger E and my bikes have been secured and covered on the rack on the back, along with the lovely purple box used for shooting arrows at, my 10′ outdoor rug (I need it!) and the spare (which we are reeeeeally hoping to not have to use based on last time.)

– Practicing truck-bed-tetris. Never played that? Oh boy are you in for a treat. Take all the extra crap that doesn’t fit anywhere inside or on the RV (think kids bikes, the bbq, and a wagon we can’t seem to live without) and figure out how to arrange it into a truck bed that also has a fifth wheel hitch in there. Have fun!


– Convert the generator over to use propane. I can almost hear you asking “But whhhhy?”. In a nut shell, because we always have propane on us as that’s what the RV uses for the fridge, furnace, gas stove and bbq. Propane, although not inexpensive, is currently cheaper than gasoline, and by converting the generator we actually have the choice of gasoline, propane or natural gas. On top of that, it’s been said to be quieter.. plus 10 for me. He got it to work perfectly and we cannot wait to go boondocking (RV camping without any hookups) and try it out!

– Pull RV forward and move wood chocks being used to level us so they can dry out. I mention this only because it was the start of a disaster.

1. Ranger E hooked us up (without my help which was mistake #1), pulled forward without realizing the tailgate was still up and promptly dented it.

2. In a frantic state, and with me b*tching at him for the dent, he pulled forward again, this time wedging the site #123 marker in the wheel well.

3. With me now yelling profanities and an audience watching, he manages to pull forward, get the chocks out, and as we are pushing it back, 15 gallons of dirty water pours from underneath the enclosed belly of the RV.

4.  Stare at each other and lose faith that we will ever leave.

We had to spend half of the following day filling, emptying, testing, watching for leaks on all FOUR of our tanks trying to figure out where so much water was coming from. Turns out it’s the most used, the galley-grey (the kitchen sink’s water) which was spraying water from the top of the tank when it reached full capacity. This makes sense, unfortunately, because we fill it to the brim every few days so it is constantly holding water being used so frequently, and roughly.

Camping world (where we purchased the RV last year) has by far the worst service you could ever imagine. It is well known knowledge throughout the RV community that they will take weeks to order your part, then another few weeks to do the work, for you to receive it back possibly with more defects than before. One call to them, and we were encouraged to go through a local repair guy which would still be covered under the warranty. Called him, nope, the mobile RV repair man is booked solid for the next 3 weeks. Can you tell we’re in Florida at the end of ‘Snow-bird Season’?

Ranger E of course proceeded to fix it himself, being a man of many, many talents🙂 So used an RV epoxy to re-seal the seam around the top of the tank. Fast forward three days later, we fill it to test it briefly, it’s still leaking profusely at full capacity. There’s not much more we can do without pulling the whole tank off and replacing it with another $500 tank, which we are not equipped to do, nor have the time to for. Lovely camping world (notice the lack of caps there?) has told us to try and book it in California when we get there. Okie dokie then, we will be dumping the tank every day and hoping for the best. Stay tuned on that one:-/

Jade and Amber

This was Jade’s last week at VPK (Voluntary Pre-K, a free program in Florida for 4-5 yr olds in preparation for Kindergarten), we have been preparing her for a while, she is ready and excited about California, but still showing signs of being upset about leaving her friends and teacher at school.


This is her whole class, all five of them, so they all got pretty close in the last 6 months. Again, really hard to say goodbye but she was thoroughly spoiled on her last day (she is missing class graduation also) with a party thrown by her teacher including gifts, balloons, donuts and free play all day. Her teacher is one of those teachers who seriously loves her job and is amazing at it. An incredible woman who Jade grew to love and was the hardest one to say goodbye to.


So much love for this amazing lady.

Amber is 2 so she did what she does best, play, get pissed off, take naps, act crazy and follow her sister around everywhere.

I did take them to see one last thing that you can’t live in this part of Florida and not see:


A rocket launch of course! This time I managed to high-tail it all the way to Kennedy Space Center with literally 30 seconds to spare before it launched, so we ended up watching it from the parking lot. It’s a ROCKET launch, it doesn’t matter where you watch it from, it’s awesome.


No more than a minute or two and it’s gone from vision, but it’s a fantastic experience.


NASA is mother freaking expensive. Unless you are going to spend the entire day there and your kids will actually remember it, the $40 per child and $50 per adult might not be within your budget when you are planning to cross the country for the next month. Take the picture-op and move on.


I have been doing a whole lot of this this week-


Being glued to the internet and following the news stories and private updates on our fellow nomadic traveler family aboard the s/v Rebel Heart, who have been through more than most could possibly imagine this week. I have been thinking of them and trying to help, every day. Please keep them in your thoughts.


And then this. I have been glued to InDesign and Illustrator finishing up some important projects for someone who shall not be named😉

In between those there has been a lot of stowing, cooking, preparing, organizing, cleaning, shopping, donating, waiting and sucking in the last few drops of unlimited internet for a long time. Tear :’-(



(Find the Husky!)

Kayla has a hard life, I don’t know how she does it.



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We leave Florida TOMORROW!!!! Yahoooooo!