Repairs, woodland walks and the world’s best rolls

And in the blink of an eye, before you know it, two things have occurred – first, we’ve made it to Louisiana and second, on this day last year I arrived here in America to start this hobo RV road trip adventure around the USA.

Boy, time does sure fly.

Because I don’t want to start reminiscing about home right now, I may as well just crack on and update you on our goings on.

When last I left you, it was as I was happily waving goodbye to St Pete (and Florida in general) and looking ahead to entering Georgia and stopping in for some repairs to Belle. I do feel that I should pause for a moment and do justice to the Sunshine State and tell you that if you choose to visit, I would advise sticking with the picturesque northern part of the state. While the south seems to have been mostly overrun with large cities, strip malls and just far too many people and cars for my liking, the northern part is still plentiful enough with horse farms, massive old oak trees and verdant fields. It really is rather stunning.

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To Blog or Not to blog…?

NB. This is a post specifically about writing and the writing process, not our RV travels. If you’re not interested in that, please feel free to skip over.

I am currently faced with a dilemma. And guess what? You’re about to hear about it.

It is now the second week of February and Loops and I are, once again, back on the road. In fact we’ve been travelling full time again since the first of February. And yet, I have not produced any blog entries about it.

Why? Well, it’s because I am struggling with the title question – to blog, or not to blog?

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Yes, sometimes my blogging office looks like this.

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The Hard Truths

NB. This post comes with a warning. It’s full of personal emotion and some things that have not been mentioned in my blog this year while traveling, so might take some by surprise. If you just want to stick with the happy go lucky imagery of our 2016 travels, please feel free to skip this post.

It seemed like such a fine plan – buy an RV and go and travel the USA; no work, no worries, no stress.

And I’m sure that’s what many people would think upon reading that plan, and for some that might translate from paper to reality very well. However, I can tell you right now, for me personally, it really didn’t. But I should be clear in saying that, in my opinion, this was for a number of personal reasons, not necessarily that living fulltime in an RV is poor idea.   Continue reading “The Hard Truths”

Winter, such as it is

In true RV fulltime fashion, Loops and I have, in some respects, become snowbirds – travelling when the weather is temperate and then heading south to avoid the harshness of a northern winter; which wouldn’t suit Belle, or Loops, at all.

So, in such fashion, we find ourselves parked for the two month winter season down in Florida; only someone forgot to tell the state of Florida that winter has arrived, it’s still 95oc by the time Christmas Day arrives.

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Delmarva

For those who are unfamiliar with US geography, it seems that I may have forgotten to mention in my last entry that when I made the statement that we were in Delaware, I should have also mentioned that Delaware is part of the Delmarva Peninsula; an offshoot of the mainland USA that hangs like a small appendage surrounded by the Chesapeake Bay, Delaware Bay and the Atlantic Ocean. I find it interesting because the name Delmarva is made up from the fact that the upper and mid portion of the peninsula is comprised of the states Delaware and Maryland (Del and Mar) and the bottom portion is actually a part of Virginia (Va – the state’s initials). So by travelling down it, we actually pass very quickly through three states.

Right, geography lesson over folks, now onto natural history….

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Forge, Family and Fighter Jets!

I have a memory, over 25 years old now, of a cold winter’s evening in the passenger seat with my dad driving and looking at a festival of lights, candles, lining the roads around Valley Forge Historical Park. Not that I can specifically remember when or why we were at the park, but I remember the candles, the cold and my dad.

It is in the spirit of this memory that we visit Valley Forge today, but find that maybe my memory isn’t quite as good as I thought…

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Welcome to Valley Forge

 

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In For a Surprise

For those of you who don’t know – despite all my whinging about tea and biscuits, missing British Bake Off and of course, the need for some cooler weather; I was actually born in the good ‘ole US of A, right here in the state of Pennsylvania as it turns out. All of my family were born and raised here too.

It just so happens that by a fluke of fate, my dad, mum, sister and I moved to England when I was young and is where I’ve spent my whole life, thereby now making me extremely culturally British.

The only memories I can conjure up about Pennsylvania include a couple visits to the row home of my dad’s parents in the centre of Philadelphia, visiting my mum’s mother as a surprise one snowy Christmas and hiking the Appalachian Trail through the state; so that means most of my recollections of PA are either of a city/town type scenery or rocks, rocks and more rocks. My body equates PA with painful feet.

So once again, rather unfairly I realise, I’m not expecting a lot from my ‘home’ state.

And once again, I should just learn to shut up and not pass judgements so easily.

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A little bit of Culture

As you may gather from our travels so far, Loops and I try as much as we can to stay out of, and away from, as many large cities as we can. It’s not that we don’t like big cities per se, I mean they can be filled with a wondrous variety of things to see and do and learn about; it’s just that they also have a tendency to go hand in hand with lots of people, hustle and bustle, noise and traffic. All things neither of us are very fond of.

However, it would seem just a little bit rude of us to ignore the capital city of Wisconsin and not stop in for a look-see, bearing in mind we will be driving right past it. Not to mention they have an Elks club right on the waterfront for us to stay at. Get in.

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