Its been 35 years since I’ve been to the Outer Banks in North Carolina. Back when I was in my late teens and a fresh green Coastie, I drove down from my duty station in Washington D.C. to visit a shipmate. Dan has never been there so this was a real treat for both of us.
Boy, has it changed!!
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Since the Boondocking Bug bit us in January 2017, we’ve grown to love the lifestyle more and more. There’s nothing like it; setting up our RV in the middle of the Arizona desert amongst the prickly giants or in front of the red dirt canyons and mountains as the backdrop.
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For those who think that we live on this perpetual vacation of puffy clouds, rainbows and soft kittens, I’m sorry to say, that’s a huge fallacy. As RVers, we still go through trials of life. There are some that may try to make us want to give up the ship. Amidst our amazing experiences of RV Life, we still have let downs, things that just piss us off and huge disappointments that make us cry.
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During our travels, we’ve visited and toured some remarkable exhibits that have ached our hearts. Our Country’s history is not without sadness, shame and embarrassment. We were educated by visiting these places and exhibits in ways we’ve never thought possible. If any good comes out of visiting these places, its to create an understanding of the progress our Nation’s made over the years.
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“The forest knows their names and so will we.” – Always On Liberty
The mountains were shielded with a smokey sheer curtain. The smell of ash and burning wood permeated the air for miles in the Salmon Challis National Forest. Trucks and fire apparatus from different states filled small pull-off areas on the roadways. Smoke-stained yellow shirted gruff men with visibly charcoaled faces were seen napping on the ground or eating sandwiches around their vehicles. It was like something we’d seen in a movie.
Like meteorologists name hurricanes and cyclones, FEMA names the fires. This forest fire was burning so close to us was called the Comet Fire.
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