We've been spending the last month fixing up the RV and getting ready to take her on a real road trip. And now we're finally doing it!
We're on our way to RV driving school in northern California. In case you're wondering how we're driving it without knowing how . . . that's not exactly what driving school is about. You don't need a special license or anything. Everyone we've talked to and every book we've read (you can imagine how many of those) says anyone who can drive can figure out how to maneuver an RV (even a big one like ours) pretty quickly, and get comfortable in just a few hours.
And, in fact, Ross has done great. He confesses to driving over a few curbs in Phoenix when we first picked her up -- but I was driving the rental car in front of him and didn't see it happen.
This is more like taking a defensive driving class. And I'm not willing to get behind the wheel until I'm in a big parking lot with nothing to hit and a professional trainer sitting next to me. Just a complete lack of confidence. This thing is HUGE!
So this is more of a safety thing than a necessity.
We started out yesterday about an hour and a half late. (Hey, this is our first trip with the dogs. It took some real effort to load everything without our escape artists running loose.)
Da boyz figured out how to get comfortable quickly. Bob settled on my lap and Slick found an upholstered chair to curl up in. So, while the wheels were moving, it really was like a big version of our Mexico road trip in the Tundra. They enjoy being with us all day.
We stopped at a Walmart along the way for some supplies -- mostly food. We decided to experiment with leaving the dogs alone. They were calm when we got back and nothing had been chewed, so it looks like we're going to be able to handle it if we go out to eat or something. Yay.
I made dinner on our little stove last night. Everything is sort of Barbie-size. We have a double sink, but each side barely holds a plate.
Eating with dogs in the RV is a bit of a challenge because the dinette table is a lot more accessible than our dining room table at home. The benches allow them to jump up next to us. They really don't know how to stay off furniture. But we finally persuaded them to stay on the floor.
And we all managed to find our own space on the queen-size bed to settle in. It helped that da boyz were exhausted.
Today we're staying at the RV park on the Rogue River in Grants Pass, Oregon. The RV is backed up right to the river. I'm hoping it warms up a little this afternoon so we can take a walk along it.
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3 comments:
Such an adventure! I can readily imagine an atmosphere of contentment being the pervasive mood in Destiny! Carolyn, I'm totally with you on taking a class before I'd be comfortable taking the wheel--that big vehicle is bigger than any truck I ever drove when with Twentyonehundred or moving my possessions across country! May Destiny always be safe and secure for everyone in and around it.
Laraine -- I never drove any of those Twentyonehundred trucks . . . unless it was one that Kay Barton and I took to Washington '80! (Now THAT'S a memory. Do you suppose she's on Facebook?) That was a big ol' white van/truck thing. I don't know what we might have been hauling besides brochures and other printed stuff.
REMARKABLE who is on Facebook! Wouldn't doubt Kay might be there. OMG, Washington '80 . . . a memory indeed, although my memory is (dimly) of being slightly envious of those who went. Don't remember what I did instead--maybe that's when MMCP went to Mexico??
I want photos from your training course!! xxx,
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