Well, we made it. At 5:37pm Lucy drove the rig with horns blaring into Chetwood to a lovely warm family welcome. There were many hugs, stories told, a beautiful little baby to meet and a lovely dinner with all the family. It was just great to see familiar faces after so many miles of road. […]
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Day 13: Home
May 12, 2012Day 12: On the home straight
May 11, 2012After a wet night, we awoke to sun peeking through the grey clouds and a beautiful view of the Western Virginia mountains. Having sampled the warm weather over the last few days, we were keen to descend again from altitude and its chillier climes so we departed our penultimate state in the morning and arrived […]
Day 11: Easing up, but not there yet
May 11, 2012Technically Day 11 began were Ryan left off in his last post as three hours of it were spent by Ryan and myself around the campfire in Kentucky. The Bourbon Barrel ale was going down well, the fire was burning beautifully and the occasionally star would pop out of the clouds. We’d try to work […]
Day 9: Traversing the mid-west
May 9, 2012With good weather ahead and the wind at our tails, we departed promptly from Shelby RV park, and we certainly didn’t look back. We had become accustomed to warm welcomes and a can-do attitude from our park hosts, but Shelby unfortunately let the side down, with 2 very surly hosts, pitiful wi-fi and dingy showers. […]
Day 8: High and dry
May 8, 2012There was always going to be a day which began like this. The fact that we rolled into the High and Dry RV Park late last night (having just moved from Mountain Time to Central Time and lost an hour) should have been a clue. The High and Dry RV Park lived up to it’s […]
Day 7: Through Mountain and Plain
May 7, 2012Waking up, I felt a repetitive banging noise going on inside my head. Where was that coming from? Was it due to the rare cask-strength Scotch that Malkie had produced round the campfire the previous evening, for slow contemplative sipping. Hardly. More likely the half bottle of Bushmills that Uncle Stephen unwisely left in the RV and which also […]
Day 6: The welcome of the wild west
May 7, 2012Having hammered down the Montana interstate (until recently, no speed limit) to cross the border into Wyoming last night, we thought a few hours’ respite had been earned, so we took a slow morning observing and fancying ourselves part of the lazy rhythms of the quintessential western town of Ranchester. Whilst Ryan happily tinkered with […]
Day 5: Off the tourist trail
May 4, 2012Every holiday I seem to go on I face the same dilemma. The tourist hotspots draw you towards them like a magnet. They are highlighted on the map, there are endless roadside signs encouraging you to take the exit in 40 miles, then 10 miles, then 5 miles and somehow the names of these places […]
Day 4: Yellowstone
May 4, 2012We all wake early to a bright, clear and very cold morning. Last night we made it to Deer Lodge, MT. The RV park had a notice to find our own space and to drop the $30 in a letter box. Of course we did, we’re RVers now, and we abide. The reason it’s so […]
Day 3: Peaks and triumphs
May 2, 2012I am writing this from the comfort of my notably soft and luxurious bed, whilst Ryan, Malkie and Maisy guide us though the north-west corner of Montana up front. Although perhaps not the safest travelling arrangement, it is in fact legal to cruise at your functional leisure without a seatbelt in a motorhome within America, […]