Two dogs, two people, one RV. What could go wrong?
In the winter of 2024 we spent two short weeks in our usual Florida campground. For the rest of the year we took short shakedown trips to get used to the "new to us" RV. After a couple of these outings it became apparent that something needed to be done to make the rig more... Continue Reading →
In the summer of 1958 I was five years old and my long-suffering sister Chris was 16. My parents decided this would be a good time for a road trip to Wisconsin. We didn't often travel with my parents; they lacked the required patience for keeping kids occupied on hours-long trips. My mother tried her... Continue Reading →
Author's note: As I put the finishing touches on this post, hurricane Helene is bearing down on Port St. Joe, Apalachicola, St. George Island and parts east on the Gulf Coast of Florida. It's due to make landfall today, September 26. Mandatory evacuations have been ordered for the surrounding areas. In 2015 we started driving... Continue Reading →
March in Ohio had been unusually warm. It was warmer here than our Florida destination. The crash happened September 6. My leg was amputated a few days later on September 15. We pulled out of our driveway on March 15, Six months and 9 days later. He was fine in the RV as long as... Continue Reading →
I know what you’re thinking. “Welcome to Holland? I thought this was an RV blog. Are they traveling internationally now?” Bear with me for a paragraph or two and you'll understand. A month ago a friend pulled me aside to say “you really need to make a new blog post. There are people who want... Continue Reading →
Traversing the Florida Panhandle got me to thinking about time travel. The area of the panhandle where we are straddles Eastern and Central Time zones. We’re in Port St. Joe, which is Eastern Time. Drive a few minutes west to Mexico Beach and you find yourself in the Central Time zone. The line that divides time... Continue Reading →
Over the years when I traveled the one person I always checked in with was my mother. I’d let other family and friends slide for a while, but never my mother. I’ll bet that 99.99% of travelers do that. Moms rule. Our conversation always began like this: Me: “Hi Mommy Dearest, how are you?” Her:... Continue Reading →
When you get to a certain age the last thing you really need in life is more stuff. I like to keep things simple. So it was that when Ben asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I told him I wanted to go away in the RV for the weekend—to Hocking Hills State... Continue Reading →
It happens all the time. Someone will ask “what’s your dog’s name?” I make sure to enunciate clearly. “Gumbo,” I say. I know in seconds if I have been misunderstood. Their eyebrows peak. “Oh, that’s an interesting name,” they say. I sigh. “GUM-BO. Like the stew, not Dumbo the elephant.” Gumbo is our second red dog.... Continue Reading →
We got a later than usual start on on our annual escape from winter. If the weather broadcasters were to be believed, after several days of really cold weather we were going to find ourselves trapped in a “Day After Tomorrow” type polar vortex. (I am a huge fan of cheesey disaster/action films. DAT is... Continue Reading →
RedDog on Wheels 