When I pull out onto the highway with my trailer, I feel so amazing. Airstreams are rare and draw a bit of attention. At one gas station I parked and was walking in to get something to drink. A group of people standing outside wanted to ask me all sorts of questions about the trailer. After getting my drink and going back out to the truck, an SUV stopped beside me and rolled down their window to ask me questions. The woman said, “I want to go with you!”
Indiana to Colorado and Points In Between
Since leaving Indiana, where I attended the RVing Women 2017 convention, I have travelled through several states, including Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Colorado, Wyoming, Utah, Nevada, California, and Oregon. Except for California and Oregon, I merely passed through each state. I was trying to get to Seattle, Washington, so pressed ahead as best I could, setting miles-traveled-per-day goals for myself. At first I tried to be very spontaneous and would drive until I was tired and then would find a spot to stay overnight. Rest areas are possibilities, but when I found one, it was usually full of trucks. Truck stops are another possibility, but truckers prefer RVers stay away as overnight spots. They have fewer choices and our taking up valuable parking spaces means some of them have to keep searching for a spot. I respect that. I found a Cabela’s one night, but was not able to find any other RVers and was uncomfortable with being the only one so I moved on.
As I headed west, the weather got colder and colder. When I got to Wyoming I hit snow and by the time I pulled into a Walmart Supercenter in Laramie, there was ice. The first thing I did was go into the Walmart and purchase an inexpensive winter coat and some gloves. I also bought a dog bed. The two dogs won’t always share the couch and the floor gets very cold. I put the dog bed under the dinette and Emma took to it immediately. Einstein became quite jealous and laid with his back to me.
Because it was so cold in Laramie, I decided to start using campgrounds in the colder climates. That meant having to pick out a campground before leaving in the morning. It also meant having to go a fixed amount of miles and arriving whenever I arrived. No more stopping when I was tired.
When I made it to northern California, where I was to spend time with a friend, I was ready for a rest. A few days of good conversation and good food refreshed my soul.