Friday, June 25, 2010

Ray's RV Report -- June 2010

Some of you may be curious about what it is like to tour the great USA in an RV. So, I have presented some aspects below – sort of a synopsis of “life on the road”. If you have any questions about RV life that I have not addressed, please include them as a comment, which you can make at the end of this blog entry.

The Numbers
As most of you know, Debby and I departed Springfield VA on May 1, 2010. Eight weeks later, and we have already added an incredible 3,860 miles on the truck’s odometer – yet we are only 982 miles from our home!!! Obviously, we have been lost much of the time – or we have taken plenty of time to casually explore as many of the sights as we can with each stop that we make.

We have moved from one campsite to another 12 times since we departed – averaging around 180 miles in distance from one site to another. Therefore, we have towed the RV around 2,160 miles and driven the truck solo about 1,700 miles. You might think that repositioning a large RV a dozen times takes a lot of effort, but Debby and I have worked out a system where we can pack up and be out of the campsite in less than an hour, and we can set up at a new site in less than two hours! We are prepared to continue doing this for at least another six months – maybe up to twelve months.

I’m pleased to report that we have averaged over 12.5 MPG towing with our diesel powered Silverado – much more than the typical gasoline guzzling RV, which can average as little as 6-7 MPG. On one 150 mile stretch across Ohio we averaged an unbelievable 13.6 MPG, but that may have been because tornados were chasing us.

While we are touring around town, we average about 16 MPG (i.e. combined city and highway). On the open highway, without the RV, we manage just over 20 MPG.

If you do the math, the numbers I just gave you mean that in eight weeks we have burned about 275 gallons of diesel fuel. At a cost of about $3.00 per gallon, we have shelled out a total of $825 consuming one of America’s most precious non-renewable energy resource. I hope our younger readers are thinking about our energy waste, and are planning to do something about it. Personally, I put my faith in wind power – and I base that on personal observations made during this trip. We see wind turbines springing up everywhere, and we often see gigantic propellers – over one hundred feet long – being towed on major highways. I haven’t seen any wind powered vehicles yet, but they are out there somewhere. My favorite saying is “there is still room for inventions”.

The Unit
I don’t hesitate to say I love our 2006 Keystone, 34-foot, Montana fifth-wheel RV trailer – but I only tell people whom I trust that I actually have a love affair with our 2005 Chevy Silverado diesel powered truck. It is a dream to drive, very easy to maneuver, and it is equipped with some pretty sophisticated bells and whistles for towing. For example, is you are driving on a very steep downhill incline and suddenly find yourself going almost 70 MPH (I think they call it “free wheeling”), if you apply the break, the engine automatically drops into a lower gear – which I think is called “engine breaking”. This nifty feature is designed to prevent the owner from frying the brakes.



The RV is equipped with many features you would expect in a home – albeit a very small home. The advertising brochure uses the term “residential quality”. For example, we have a “residential quality” porcelain toilet and a “residential quality” two-tub kitchen sink. Top of the line features include a king-size bed, two Sony TVs, full sized dining room chairs, a microwave oven, and a turkey-sized gas oven that has never been used since we purchased the RV five years ago. It is all very comfortable and there is no sense of claustrophobia. Like I said, I love the RV, and, thank God, so does Debby.








The combined weight of the truck and RV is 18,210 pounds – that is, fully loaded with two passengers and about a week’s supply of food, clothes, and whatever. I am certain about the exact weight because on a trip to KY, two years ago, we drove the unit onto a truck weight scale. The trucks weighed in at about 6,000 pounds and the trailer made up the other 12,000 – meaning the truck is towing exactly twice its weight. I thought something might be wrong when I learned that a good farm horse can pull three times its weight – but then I realized probably not for 3,860 miles in only eight weeks.


The Life Style
Technology plays a large part in achieving our comfort. For example, we have a Garmin GPS that I depend on for all our navigational needs. We have used it for three years and have become very proficient. Most people probably don’t know they can set the GPS to identify “attractions”, such as museums, not only in the current location, but along the route you are driving. We use it for important discoveries such as finding grocery stores and calculating the distance from the campsite to the nearest gin martini. Fortunately, the Garmin has a setting for “truck” versus “car or motorcycle”. This feature helps ensure we don’t end up on roads too narrow or with curves that are too sharp for an 18-wheeler.

We also have “mobile broadband” for our laptop – which means we can access the internet without wires anywhere in the world – even when we are underway in the truck. Debby uses the laptop as a resource in selecting campsites and planning tourist excursions. I also manage all our banking and other financial affairs on the internet – just like I have been doing for years at our kitchen table at home. We have also used the laptop to set up the blog you are reading. I have to say that Debby, with some help from our son Jay, is responsible for that success.

Neither the GPS nor the laptop has ever failed us. Well….. almost never. On one occasion in Ohio, if we had followed the GPS to a particular campground, nestled deep in farm country, we would have ended up at a dead end dirt road. That is my greatest fear in towing the RV – ending up somewhere we can’t turn around. Fortunately, Debby had made the reservations for this particular campground on the internet and along with the return email confirming our reservation was an ominous, red-lined, capital letter warning “DO NOT USE YOUR GPS FOR DIRECTIONS TO OUR CAMPSITE – IT WILL TAKE YOU TO THE WRONG PLACE!”

Okay….. so maybe there was also one tiny problem with the mobile broad band. While we were in Welland Canada, we used the laptop about 12 times during our one-week stay – accumulating over $325 in “roaming charges”! It took at least two hours of phone conversations with a variety of Verizon staff members, and one threatening email to their “North East Area Executive Relations” department, to have these charges erased from our bill. Our position was pretty solid. We explained that the vendor has an obligation to forewarn customers when they are encountering usurous and onerous additional fees.

I could not imagine making the trip without my iPhone. It is the third passenger on our trip. Not only does it serve the all-important function of receiving calls, text messages, and emails from important people, it also provides real-time weather forecasts – which include “severe conditions”, such as high winds and frosts. If there was a tornado in our path, I would know it just as fast as anyone watching TV. However, the bad news is that there would be no place for us to seek shelter. There is no basement or any other safe haven in an aluminum-sided RV. It is designed for easy towing rather than withstanding 200 mile an hour winds that might accompany a hurricane. Maybe we could seek shelter in the campground restroom. But we would have to get there first, because that is exactly what everyone else would want to do.

Using technology frees up our time for more important things, like enjoying our first morning cup of coffee a little longer and spending more time touring the local attractions. I can’t imagine life on the road without technology.

We also bought a “converter box” for the TV, so we can view a few local TV channels (when we don’t have cable). We have also started using Redbox to rent movies for only a dollar a pop. We use the iPhone to locate the nearest outlet, and the laptop receives the steady and endless stream of emails telling us what movies are hot, and why we should rent three movies per night instead of two.

Our life inside the RV is very much like at home. We both still enjoy reading, sit-outs at the campsite, seeking out card players, and watching TV. Food preparation and clean-up is pretty much the same as home, but we do miss a dishwasher.








I can’t think of anything we lack for. You might find it surprising to learn that we have no sense of being crowded in the RV, and we have lots of empty storage space; our needs are pretty simple. And yes, I still feed corn and breadcrumbs to the critters that I can encourage to visit our campsite, we continue to look for friendly people to chat with, and, we always have dinner by candlelight!


The Budget
I spent 30 years dreaming about – and planning – our trip. I meticulously calculated the costs – even adjusting my budget estimates each year for inflation. On the day we departed, I predicted the cost could be as high as $200 per day. That is clearly an extravagant amount for us – but keep in mind we have been saving for this excursion since our wedding vows.

I expected the distribution of the $200 would be $25 for fuel, $50 for “lodging” (campsite), $50 for food (dining out at least once a week), $10 for technology (such as the phone bill), $20 for touring (such as entrance fees to museums), and $25 for incidentals (such as clothing and martinis). The balance of $20, I figured would be set aside for contingencies, including repair and maintenance. All in all, after eight weeks, we are pretty much on target – maybe a bit under, but I know I will need to replace the tires on the truck within the next month. Fortunately, the truck is under a extended bumper to bumper warranty until March 2012. We are taking our chances on the RV, but I am okay with that knowing that Montana has been the hottest selling fifth wheel RV for six years in a row. Besides, I figure the only mechanical failure that could really get us in trouble would be something related to the axle or tires – so we did invest $300 in a Good Sam emergency road service program. The policy will not pay anything for the cost of repair. It only covers the cost of sending out a giant tow truck and moving us out of the way of following or on coming traffic.

The way I figure, which is not always mainstream, our $200 per day is well below the $500 - $1,000 per day that is often spent on the beach, in a hotel resort, or a cheap cruise. Of course, the $200 does not include the cost of the RV (about $37,000) or the truck (about $40,000). Bottom line here, is that we are living our life-time dream for less than $200 a day – about twice as much as it would cost to sit at home and watch TV.

What makes this all possible at our income level, is the fact that we don’t have any expenses associated with our home on Elgar Street. Thankfully, our son Brian and his wonderful wife are living in our home – and paying all the expenses. It works out well for both of us. They won’t have a mortgage payment, since they have a contract to sell their home in Waldorf, MD in July, and each month they stay in our house, they are able to make a small dent in recovering the extraordinary loss in the sale of their house. And, most importantly, they are poised to purchase a new home in the Northern VA area - and it is definitely a buyer’s market. I hope they don’t rush because I can easily see us being away for a full year. We also hope they buy a house right next to ours, because I love them like oysters – and they are so much fun to be around.


The Company You Keep
I saved the most important dimension of RV travel for last. There is no escape in a 34 foot RV, so your choice of traveling partner does matter. I am the luckiest camper in the world to be traveling with Debby. She is always caring, patient and accommodating; and she is so much fun to be with. She always has been and always will be the love of my life - and my best buddy. I have always preached that what makes a marriage work best is both spouses having common interests. We are an uncommonly happy team in everything we do while on the road, as well as at home. We truly enjoy each other’s company, and every thing we do is together, from start to finish….


Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Mackinaw City, MI June 17-22

We drove a relatively easy 300 miles (all highway) to Mill Creek Campground in Mackinaw City, MI. We can see Lake Huron from our campground and if we walk 50 yards we can see the Mackinaw Bridge (shown later) in the distance.


This is a big tourist area, but we're here before the crowds. On our second day we toured the icebreaker Mackinaw and on the third day we took a hydrojet to Mackinac Island.




The island allows no motorized vehicles, so everyone either walks, bikes, takes a carriage or rides a horse.



On the island we visited a butterfly conservatory and Fort Mackinac which saw action in the War of 1812. There were lots of photo opportunities for beautiful scenery.




On Father’s Day we drove to Chebogan and toured a lighthouse. Our guides were a family of enthusiastic and welcoming volunteers--two young boys, their police officer mother and her mother and father. They were staying free in the lighthouse for a week in exchange for volunteering to clean and lead tours.




The next day we wandered around Mackinaw City and were amazed at the shoreline. The city has set up a series of parks with three or four homes between each park. The parks are landscaped, have informational tablets and gorgeous views. Here’s a close-up of the Mackinaw Bridge.




The rest of our time was consumed by mundane stuff—laundry and sanitizing the plumbing system in our trailer. Next stop Upper Peninsula.

Ypsilanti, MI June 12-17

We arrived at the Detroit-Greenfield RV Park in Ypsilanti MI and were immediately welcomed by two swans at our site. After Ray tossed them our soggy leftover sandwiches we learned that Michigan law prohibits feeding swans or geese. Darn!

Our site on the lake

One of the swans from Ray's point of view

The next day we did lots of shopping at Camping World and watched antique cars and trailers (beautiful machines!) come into the RV Park for a rally.



The next two days were devoted to the Henry Ford Museum and we only touched the surface, viewing the two smallest sections. We did the Rouge Factory Tour where F150 trucks were in production (fascinating--unfortunately no pictures were allowed) and the indoor museum (viewing the chair and car in which respectively Lincoln and Kennedy were assassinated). We also saw the bus where Rosa Parks made her civil rights stand and listened to her on tape. This was a museum to rival the Smithsonian.


Rosa Parks Bus

The final day that we were in town we had lunch with my nephew Jason, his wife Jackie and their two childen, Madison and Gavin. I forgot to snap a family picture (duh), but we now proudly display on our refrigerator the gifts that Madison and Gavin gave us. (Thanks for the artwork and the hugs too!)


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Shelby OH June 8-12

We arrived at the Shelby/Mansfield KOA and found it full of Hi-Lo’s (a particular type of trailer). We are here for the National Hi-Lo Rally! Luckily we have a large site on the perimeter of the campground and it has a beautiful view.





Wednesday called for rain, so we toured the Ohio State Reformatory in Mansfield where Shawshank Redemption and Air Force One were filmed. It was majestic on the outside, a dump inside.





The next day we went to the Ohio Bird Sanctuary in Mansfield and viewed rescued Hawks and Owls, including one huge ball of white fluff in an incubator. We strolled in the Songbird Aviary and heard a variety of birds. (Viewing them was more difficult--see pheasant below.) Next stop was Malabar Farm State Park, once the estate of Louis Bromfield, the Pulitzer Prize winning author. Ray enjoyed petting the Clydesdale while I enjoyed watching two baby goats that had escaped the fenced yard.






Our last full day was spent relaxing, but we ended up doing more bird watching. Our neighbors had four birds at their campsite. The one pictured with Ray was able to open beer bottles with his beak—they formed a fast friendship.



More severe weather rolled in—what a difference in the view!



The forecast for tomorrow is good so we should have an easy travel day.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Geneva, OH June 4-8

We camped at Kenisee Grand River Campground, a huge place advertising 4 Lakes. The lakes were more like ponds (and very strange colored ponds at that—chemicals made the water green). Our site was sloped, but Ray did a great job leveling the trailer.




We took a drive to Ashtabula, visiting the longest wooden covered bridge in America and the Ashtabula Harbor. What a coal moving operation!




The next day we visited Geneva State Park where Ray tried out the bicycle that Glo loaned to him. He rode parallel to Lake Erie, which was quite rough and very ocean-like





That night there was a tornado warning for our area and our trailer shook with the wind. A tornado actually touched down about 35 miles away. It made us wonder—where would we go if a tornado hit? We have no basement and no interior walls…

Our further sightseeing attempts were thwarted as none of the attractions were open (next time we’ll call), but Ray cycled on a bike path we found and I read and we both had a chance to relax. We did see some odd sights as we drove along the countryside.





Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Visiting Glo in Canada May 28 to June 4

We parked our trailer in the overflow parking for Glo’s community center and the Loch Ness Golf Club. (Not without protest. A woman whose home overlooked the parking lot was not happy. She forced us to move the trailer to a place that blocked her neighbors’ view, not hers.)

Trailer in lot, at right angle to where it should have been (near car). Disgruntled lady was on the balcony at left.


Staying with Gloria was great fun. At any given time we could look out from her deck and see ships traversing the Welland Canal. On one evening her neighbors organized a bonfire in the sand just beyond her property.

View of ship from Glo's balcony. The bonfire was on the sand in front of the ship.


We visited the Balls Ford Conservation Area and viewed the lower and upper falls.


Lower Falls

Upper Falls


On the way home we toured the Fry house, part of the Jordan Historical Museum and I was fascinated by the adjustable candle holder that was used in the early 1800’s.

Candle (at bottom) could be moved up and down and right to left.

We toured more museums, but most of our time was spent sharing Glo’s activities in Welland (market, tennis, line dancing, pole dancing, breakfast at Tim Horton’s) and enjoying her many wonderful friends who welcomed us with enthusiasm and warmth.

We did find time for some of Ray’s favorite things—stopping at old cemeteries and viewing Canada geese.






We had a wonderful time.

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Ray’s Monthly Reflections – May 2010

We are only one month into our trip, but already there are so many exciting events to recite, that I don’t know where to begin. For certain, as a nature lover, the swarms of mayflies at our campground on Association Island, just off the coast of Lake Erie, held my interest for the entire duration of our five-night stay.

Without a doubt, the single event that made the biggest impact on me was meeting Dianne and Magdalena. Their story begins at our campground in Lockport, NY, where we arrived on May 24th.

As we entered the campground for the first time, moving at my usual snail pace of only five MPH, I noticed off to the right side, just beyond a small pond, a single green tent. It seemed odd that in a world of RVs starting at 30 feet in length, there should be a lone tent. Just before turning away, I saw a young girl move quickly from inside the tent to the shade of a nearby picnic table. Now my interest was peaked. A lone woman, in a tent, with no bicycle or car in sight? In an isolated campground in a very rural part of upstate NY – with nothing like a grocery store anywhere in sight?!



The activities of selecting our camp site and setting up the RV to Debby’s exacting specifications (no tilting more than 5 degrees) dismissed any further thoughts about the lone lady in the isolated tent. But soon it was Martini time and Deb and I headed out of the campground again in search of a cocktail lounge. Of course, I glanced across the pond on our way out. This time, not only did I see the lone lady still sitting at the picnic table – but I saw that there was also a very young child with her!

Soon the moral dilemma set in. A lone woman with an infant in a tent – in an isolated campground, where it was up to 90 degrees in the day and in the low 60s at night - and with no means of transportation??!! Should we intervene and offer assistance, or should we respect her privacy? How does she get food for the baby? When she does get it, how does she prepare and preserve it?

Debby and I most often think alike, so after a brief bar-room conversation – mellowed by gin and merlot – we reached agreement on what to do. We decided we would ask the campground manager if she knew anything about the lone lady and whether or not she might need assistance. So, as soon as we returned to the campground, we stopped at the office and inquired.

I could tell we were onto something unusual as soon as I mentioned the subject of the lone lady to Kristine, the campground manager. She immediately stopped everything she was doing and focused her eyes directly into mine. Then she explained the unusual circumstances of the lone lady and her infant – now identified as 22 year old Dianne and her two year old daughter, Magdalena. It turns out that she and her husband were members of a small group from the Ukraine traveling around the world and documenting their experience. As what Dianne called “artistic performers”, they wanted to demonstrate how art could be used to transcend language barriers and prove that people across the world share a common goodness. In a tent? With an infant? With no means of transportation? My mind was buzzing with more questions.

Kristine further explained that Dianne enjoyed talking about her experience and that she was nearly fluent in English. Another small detail she offered was that Dianne’s husband was away in Canada with the other two members of their team. He had apparently been accused of stealing a jewelry box from the family hosting him in Canada. This of course led to his arrest and the need to hire a lawyer – and his name being placed on something like a list of criminals who were denied entry into the US. Once a person’s name is on the list, it can take as long as six weeks to have their name purged. In this case, the jewelry box was subsequently located in the apartment of the accuser, where it had been all the time, and all charges were dropped. But, due to the backlogged legal process, probably on the US side, it could still take as long as six weeks before he could legally reenter the US, and rejoin his wife. To complicate matters, Dianne could not cross the border into Canada to join her husband because she was not able to produce the appropriate documentation – and it would take weeks for her to retrieve it from the Ukraine. So now we have a lone woman, living in a tent, with no means of transportation, with an infant – and separated from her husband for up to six weeks!!!! She was essentially stranded. Maybe my readers are now beginning to find this story as unusual as I did – and by now the circumstances cried out for intervention. So, off Debby and I went to chat with Dianne at her campground.

As we approached Dianne’s campsite, the many things that caught my eye, included what an adorable child! If ever there was a cherub, it would be Magdalena. She had a smile as wide as a dinner plate, and an inquisitive and friendly disposition that led her to climb onto my lap as soon as I sat down. Of course, I could not help but notice that her chubby arms were pock marked with mosquito bites and that they were pink with sunburn. But the cherub showed no sign at all of discomfort – even as a fresh squadron of mosquitoes zoomed in for a landing on her bare skin.

Dianne and her story were utterly fascinating. Everything that Kristine described was accurate. New information that we learned included the comforting fact that Dianne did have a computer with internet access as well as a cell phone – which at least permitted occasional contact with her husband. But at that moment, she had no idea if her reunion would take place during the next few days – or up to six weeks.

Once united, the team planned to continue their journey across the US to California. When I asked about means of transportation, Dianne looked at me as if I should know better. To her mind, there was only one way – hitch hiking!!!! When we asked about lodging, she provided an equally astonishing response - “camping in the forests”!!!! After some discussion about the legality and dangers of hitch hiking and trespassing in the US, Dianne shrugged her shoulders and reasoned that “maybe we will buy an old car and stay in campgrounds”.

Based on my description, you are probably forming the wrong impression of Dianne. She was no redneck. On the contrary, she was a very intelligent and articulate young lady. Our conversation with her was intriguing. The topics we discussed ranged from the right and need to “follow your dreams” versus exposing yourself to risks in a foreign country. In some respects, she seemed naive. For example, on more than one occasion when we drove Magdalena to an Indian Reservation, she left her hand bag in a public area where it could easily have been stolen. She trusted everyone. We did what we could to expose her to the harsh realities of the American way – but I am not at all certain she was convinced.

Over a period of three days we spent as much time as we could with Dianne and her child. Among the very few things she asked us to do in response to our offer “how can we help”, was to pick up some groceries. Her shopping list revealed much about her lifestyle: unsalted nuts, cherries, two green apples, and two yogurts. Can a person really survive on such a lean diet? Apparently they can, because both mother and child were pictures of health!

Dianne and Magda inside our RV

Dianne and Magdalena left a lasting impression on me – of courage, determination, positive attitude, and the right to follow your dreams. I am hopeful that we will stay in touch with her during the rest of our RV trip and beyond. At this point, we do have an open invitation to visit her home in the Ukraine. We have exchanged a few emails since we departed Lockport, and the last word was that she was still in the little green tent, alone with Magdalena, without transportation, in the hot sun……..

Lockport NY May 24-May 28

While staying at Niagara County Campground Resort (below),



we did a lot of sightseeing. In Lockport we descended 110 steps with a group of forty very exuberant 4th graders to tour a man-made cave which was once used to power three factories. We heard many, many echos of many, many young voices .


Entrance to cave



Inside cave

We then cruised through the Lockport locks on the Erie Canal (memories of Panama!) then got the opportunity to see lift bridges in action. One operator climbs 28 steps to lower and raise one bridge, then climbs down the steps to drive to the next bridge and repeat the same process to lower and raise that one. What a job.


Approaching the locks


Approaching lift bridge in lower position (see steps on left side)

Niagara Falls, our next excursion, was breathtaking—truly one of the natural wonders of the world. We boarded the Maid in the Mist to motor below the Falls and there was no line! (There are advantages to traveling off season.)


The view looking over to Canada


Standing right next to the American Falls


Our last full day was devoted to Dianne & Magdalena, campers from Kiev. I’ll let Ray tell you more about them in his blog entry.

Dianne and Magdalena


Note: The delay in posting this entry was due to being in Canada for a week. Our cell phone (with pictures) wouldn't work until we got back to the States.