Many fulltime RVers and snowbirds I have known seem to fall into the habit of returning to the same places year after year, often spending their winters in the same RV parks in popular snowbird roost areas like the Rio Grande Valley in Texas, the Foothills area of Yuma, Arizona, or any of the hundreds of RV parks scattered all over Florida. Some reserve the same sites in those RV parks, season after season, or even purchase an RV lot in a park. When spring comes, these same folks return up north to RV parks they like in an area, or to make a circuit visiting friends and family.
There is nothing wrong with that, if that’s what makes you happy, and we have been guilty of it ourselves. We have found ourselves spending way too many summers parked in our favorite RV site at Elkhart Campground in Elkhart, Indiana; running up to visit a cousin in Traverse City, Michigan, and then heading back to Arizona for the winter. We were stuck in an RV rut. And I have always felt that the only difference between a rut and a grave was the length and the depth.
It’s comfortable to go back to places where you know people, where you have favorite restaurants, and where you know how the local grocery stores are laid out. But is that why we got into the RV lifestyle to begin with? For us, the attraction of fulltime RVing was the new and the undiscovered.
We’ve been fulltime RVers for over twelve years now,and in all that time we’ve never been to Alaska, and we’ve only made one short trip to New England. I love the Pacific Northwest, and we spent part of our first summer on the road on the coast of Oregon and Washington, but since then we’ve only made one short visit back. Why?
Part of it was because of our schedule teaching for Life on Wheels, and following the RV rally circuit as vendors, but part of it was just falling into a comfortable routine.
I’m not big on making New Year’s resolutions, but if I do have one resolution for this year it is to break out of the rut. We had planned to spend last summer on the Northwest coast, but a family wedding got in the way. This year I told Miss Terry that we’re turning off the telephones and not taking any e-mails from family members until we’re somewhere between Brookings, Oregon and the Olympic Peninsula.
There are so many places we still want to get to, and others where we want to return again. We been to Branson a few times, but it’s been years,and I’d like to get back there again. I still want to see Cape Cod, and to explore the many historic sites in New England. I’d love to visit the Soo Locks and watch the big Great Lakes freighters pass through. I have a cousin in Ohio who I have been promising to visit for several summers now, and one thing or another keeps getting in the way of those plans. And I could easily think of a couple of dozen other “must see” places we want to visit, or re-visit.
And then there’s Alaska. How can we not go there? We’ve finally got a motorhome that’s up to the trip,and we have worked out an arrangement with a newspaper printer to print and ship the Gypsy Journal to us wherever we happen to be.
Will we get to all of them this year? Of course not. And probably not in the next year either. But the only way we can get to any of them is to keep out of the RV rut.
How about you? Are you stuck in an RV rut? Are you happy there, or are their places you still want to see, and adventures still waiting to be experienced?
Thought For The Day – Never sacrifice the day for the hour.