Wednesday, August 31
When we arrived at the Fernley NV park ( Desert Rose RV Park) they were working on the lines just a few feet from where we were parked. Butch had to go tell them that this is what lineman do when they retire. We learned that they do not shut off lines to work on them during the day here. Two different nights between midnight and 4 AM there were scheduled outages. And then...
Butch went to play golf and he drove the golf cart under these high power lines and the crackle he heard spooked him so bad that he completely blew the last two holes. I must admit it was very loud and you could hear it from a fair distance away.
Butch went to play golf and he drove the golf cart under these high power lines and the crackle he heard spooked him so bad that he completely blew the last two holes. I must admit it was very loud and you could hear it from a fair distance away.
Monday, August 29
Last Friday we drove to Lake Tahoe and went all the way around it. It was very difficult to find a place to park. The word we saw most often was NO! NO Parking, No cars stopping on shoulder, NO RV's...No,No,No. Might as well had a sign that said NO Visitors. But we finally found a public park and parked in front of a store selling wheat grass smoothies. I couldn't talk Butch into trying one. Hehehe. Once again I did take pictures but will wait to post them till I have a connection that I do not lose every few minutes.
On Saturday old friends Donn & Peggy Gordon came to visit and we had a great time catching up on the last twenty years. We hope to see them a few more times before we are out of the area.
Yesterday Butch and I rode around a housing development on our bikes. There are over five miles of streets to ride on and it is directly behind the RV park so not a bad deal but I much prefer a nice bike trail.
We are finding out about desert living and so far we are wondering why anyone would want to do it! The campground hosts here said that had they known about the dust and wind they never would have signed on for four months. The wind has not been bad since we arrived but they are predicting forty MPH winds this afternoon. The temps have been in the nineties but with a 10% humidity you feel like you are being roasted not stewed as you are in Iowa.
On Saturday old friends Donn & Peggy Gordon came to visit and we had a great time catching up on the last twenty years. We hope to see them a few more times before we are out of the area.
Yesterday Butch and I rode around a housing development on our bikes. There are over five miles of streets to ride on and it is directly behind the RV park so not a bad deal but I much prefer a nice bike trail.
We are finding out about desert living and so far we are wondering why anyone would want to do it! The campground hosts here said that had they known about the dust and wind they never would have signed on for four months. The wind has not been bad since we arrived but they are predicting forty MPH winds this afternoon. The temps have been in the nineties but with a 10% humidity you feel like you are being roasted not stewed as you are in Iowa.
Wednesday, August 24
We have arrived in Fernley Nevada and we are signed on for a week BUT...my Internet connection is weak so I may be pushing for a change of pace after this week BUT with the holiday approaching it may make a lot more sense to sit tight for an additional week so we are a wee bit up in the air. The trip to here from Susanville was fine until we arrived at the Reno area and then it was bit of a nightmare. Lots of road construction and tight, tight areas to get through and of course the signs guiding us through it always make little or no sense. We will avoid it at all costs in the future. But the three of us are safe and sound in Fernley now.
Monday, August 22
Sunday, August 21
Common questions & answers
Why RVers are not necessarily campers and vice versa
By Chuck Woodbury, editor
I think I am finally able to define the lifestyle called RVing, which some people criticize because it's not really camping. What they do not understand is that RVing and camping are not the same, although sometimes they overlap.
Only one segment of RVers are exclusively "campers" ? those who "camp" for a week or two a year. These people generally camp in the summer, often on family vacations. They typically spend their days sightseeing or hiking and their evenings by the campfire. Their RVs, if they have one, are pretty basic and are often rented.
After Labor Day and before Memorial Day, the RVers you see on the road are more often "travelers" than "campers," using their RVs for both transportation and lodging. Their rigs are larger and better equipped than the vacation campers ? sort of "homes away from home."
Sometimes, however, these well-equipped RVers end up in the same national park or national forest campgrounds as more traditional campers and this is where their lifestyles get misinterpreted.
These avid RVers, in their bigger rigs, are simply living in a portable way. They are essentially living in self-contained, mobile condos rather than in fixed-based houses.
Many of these RVers have simplified their lives. I'm especially referring to the hundreds of thousands of retirees who have sold their homes and moved into a trailer or motorhome. At some point, they had to get rid of a lifetime of possessions. They retained what they considered important ?- fishing rods, a sewing machine, favorite books, a TV, pictures of the kids and grandkids, and nowadays, a computer.
These full-timers and serious part-timers would never be traveling America in the first place if RVs didn't exist. They would not set off in their cars month after month, staying in a different Holiday Inn each night. To do so would be too much trouble and even exhausting. They might fly off to Europe on occasion, but by and large, they would spend their lives at home.
Today, after climbing on Wyoming's Independence Rock for more than an hour and doing battle with a blustery wind, it was a wonderful feeling to return to my comfy porta-house. When I closed the door behind me, I felt truly at home, even though my street address is a thousand miles away.
I understand the concept of the portable house. It's not the same as camping.
Besides editing this website, Chuck Woodbury is the editor and publisher of RVtravel.com.
Why RVers are not necessarily campers and vice versa
By Chuck Woodbury, editor
I think I am finally able to define the lifestyle called RVing, which some people criticize because it's not really camping. What they do not understand is that RVing and camping are not the same, although sometimes they overlap.
Only one segment of RVers are exclusively "campers" ? those who "camp" for a week or two a year. These people generally camp in the summer, often on family vacations. They typically spend their days sightseeing or hiking and their evenings by the campfire. Their RVs, if they have one, are pretty basic and are often rented.
After Labor Day and before Memorial Day, the RVers you see on the road are more often "travelers" than "campers," using their RVs for both transportation and lodging. Their rigs are larger and better equipped than the vacation campers ? sort of "homes away from home."
Sometimes, however, these well-equipped RVers end up in the same national park or national forest campgrounds as more traditional campers and this is where their lifestyles get misinterpreted.
These avid RVers, in their bigger rigs, are simply living in a portable way. They are essentially living in self-contained, mobile condos rather than in fixed-based houses.
Many of these RVers have simplified their lives. I'm especially referring to the hundreds of thousands of retirees who have sold their homes and moved into a trailer or motorhome. At some point, they had to get rid of a lifetime of possessions. They retained what they considered important ?- fishing rods, a sewing machine, favorite books, a TV, pictures of the kids and grandkids, and nowadays, a computer.
These full-timers and serious part-timers would never be traveling America in the first place if RVs didn't exist. They would not set off in their cars month after month, staying in a different Holiday Inn each night. To do so would be too much trouble and even exhausting. They might fly off to Europe on occasion, but by and large, they would spend their lives at home.
Today, after climbing on Wyoming's Independence Rock for more than an hour and doing battle with a blustery wind, it was a wonderful feeling to return to my comfy porta-house. When I closed the door behind me, I felt truly at home, even though my street address is a thousand miles away.
I understand the concept of the portable house. It's not the same as camping.
Besides editing this website, Chuck Woodbury is the editor and publisher of RVtravel.com
Thursday, August 18
Wednesday, August 17
Monday, August 15
Saturday, August 13
Butch and I made a day of it and drove to Crater Lake. These falls were one of our last stops for the day. Tokatee Falls. Impressions of Oregon- The most beautiful state I have seen. The tastiest fruits, vegetables and seafood ever. The sizes of fruits and vegetables are impressive. Texas claims to grow things larger but I think Oregon has them beat by a mile. The best tasting sweet corn even in comparison with Iowa!
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