Travel Blog

Phil:
It was time. We had put it off long enough. Time to move!

On Monday, we had our first solo trip with our RV. I say solo trip because when we went up to Maine to buy it and bring it back to Pennsylvania, we cheated. The dealer (GoodTimes RV in Farmington, Maine, that we recommend highly) actually hitched it to the truck for us, and we didn't unhitch it until we got to Sue's folks house. So now it was time for us to do the deed ourselves.

The adventure started with Sue's mom asking me if she needed to stick around to "protect you from Sue." I braved it out and said she could head off. The hitching went smoothly with me standing by the 5th wheel yelling "Okay, a little bit further. WAIT! STOP. STOP!" and so on and so forth. Sue managed our Dodge 3500 dually with ease as she hooked us up and then we hopped in to go.

For Halloween we thought we would start slow and just travel from Sue's mom's house to her sister's place. The fact that this was only 30 feet away did little to dampen the magnitude of the trip for us. At the end of the minute and a half journey, we were able to sit back and relish the knowledge that we made it safely.

Sue:
From the driver's seat...
I admit that I was scared to death to hitch up our RV for the first time by ourselves. We are procrastinators by nature, and even though we had over two months to read all the literature and to watch the videos about how to hitch and unhitch without killing ourselves or others, of course we didn't read or watch anything until yesterday. So me, being a tad pessimistic, envisioned our first attempt ending with one of us being maimed and our RV coming unhooked and crashing to the ground.

So I was already nervous, and then Phil hands me the keys. "You want me to do it?" I asked. Gulp.

I jumped into the driver's seat and positioned the truck in front of the RV, and got ready to back it up. I couldn't see a thing in the rearview mirror because, like I said, we're procrastinators and still had the back seat full of our crap that we didn't unpack yet. So I opened all the windows, told our two cranky cats (poor kitties had to be in their crate in the passenger seat while this was going on because they couldn't stay in the RV while we were moving it) to hang on to their catnip, and yelled to Phil to tell me when I was getting close. So using Phil, and the force, I blindly backed up to the RV pretty much how Phil described above. It took about ten attempts to even line up right, but then Phil said I was dead on and back it on it. Click! We were locked and ready. No one was maimed or dead, the cats were cranky, but what else is new, and we were ready to go. Success is sweet.