Blast From Our Icy Past – Our Story of Becoming RVers

We’ve been asked numerous times to share our story of how our dream began over lunches, dinners, campfires, happy hours and small talk.  It seems to be a very interesting subject to most…well…because we’ve chosen a different lifestyle…a different path.  Though we’ve been doing this for over a year now, we thought a thorough explanation might help some appreciate the process we went through to get to where we are now.

Looking back…2014

We’ve always been inclined to travel.  Its in our blood.  We’re nomads and always have been.  We also love road trips!  Being a long-time military family, we always were looking for somewhere to go, however, the majority of Captain Dan’s tours in the Coast Guard kept him up in New England.  We still PCS’d (Permanent Change of Station) but only enough for me to quit my job, change schools for our son, etc.  We uprooted our lives and home every 3-4 years.  

Fast forward…

Dan retired with 30 years in 2010 which kept us in our beautiful Kentucky home for seven years; the most we’ve ever been in one place.  By our fourth year in Kentucky, we were itching to go ‘somewhere’ but to be honest, we hadn’t a clue where we would’ve gone.  It was after Dan took a couple jobs to sort of ‘settle down’, we still felt restless.  It was ingrained in our minds ‘we had to move…we had to go somewhere’.

In the past many years, we’ve always dreamed about getting a camper to tour the country but it was more like small talk; something to just pass the time.  It was merely a DREAM. 


Who would have thought, several years later, that we’d be sitting in our beautiful ‘home on wheels’ talking about it on our blog?

In January 2014, I drove down to St. Petersburg, Florida to visit two of my best friends. While planning the trip, I had learned that the Tampa RV Super Show was precisely the same time as my visit.  


Before leaving, we had briefly entertained the idea of hitting the road in an RV. After perusing the Tampa RV Super Show like a little girl in a candy store, I quickly learned the difference between Class A’s, Class B’s, Class C’s, 5th Wheels, Toyhaulers, Pop-Ups, etc. It was quite overwhelming with so many choices!  Being that we wanted to include our two Harley Davidson motorcycles, we honed our interest into the toyhauler market.  

Then, the RV Show was over…

We had negotiated and came close to finalizing a purchase from a large RV store in the Tampa area, however the sale fell through no fault of our own.  The dealer couldn’t deliver as promised. (Shall we say, ‘they lost our $70,000 check?‘)


Going home empty handed broke my spirit however, unbeknownst to me, Dan, was home in Kentucky pounding keys looking online for Toyhaulers that were closer to home. 


While enroute back home, Dan scheduled me to stop at Big Daddy RV in London, Kentucky on my way home to look at a Heartland Cyclone 4100. I did a quick walk through to look at the floor plan and instantly fell in love. It was actually better than the deal that fell through in Florida.


Three hours later, I arrived home and told him how pleased I was with the construction, floor plan, and other specifications that was suited for us.  A week later, we drove back to Big Daddy RV to order our Toyhauler.  We were slated for delivery toward late March to early April of 2014.  


Our walk-through was March 30th and by dinner time, we were gripping the steering wheel tight pulling our new coach home; wondering in the back of our minds, ‘are we nuts?’   We had previously made reservations at Taylorsville Lake State Park Campground to park our new rig.  

Immediately after, we put our home on the market and started the master plan of getting rid of everything.  Reality just slapped both of us in our faces!  Lots of stuff to do!

Once our home was listed, we started the daunting, VERY EMOTIONAL ‘process of elimination’; downsizing from our newly renovated 3800 square foot, five bedroom, three bath home to roughly 350 square foot RV 5th wheel. ‘Emotional’ doesn’t even come close to best fit our feelings.  I guess one could equate this to losing everything in a house fire. 

We had closets full of clothes, parkas and skis from Maine, boots from Massachusetts, fishing and hunting gear from Pennsylvania…oh, you get the idea.  


Its been seven years from our last military PCS’ but this purge was about to get real.  Most of the purging was done by me, as Dan was still employed full-time by the U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service in Louisville. 


Painstakingly, I started selling small home decor items; knick-knacks, canisters, bedding ensembles, bathroom decor items, small furniture and chests, etc. on local Facebook ‘for sale’ groups; meeting buyers at public places to exchange our gently used wares for cash.  


I had to do this slowly as we had to keep our home staged until we went under contract.  It didn’t take long though that most of our closets were empty, rooms were looking larger and our piggy bank was filling up.  We organized a few yard sales to get rid of little stuff and my craft supplies.  Almost embarrassed to admit, I had enough to open my own Michael’s store.


Begrudgingly, I let pricey scrapbooking, rubber stamps, paper crafting, etc. supplies go for rock-bottom prices. However, it all had to go. The more I sold, the less we had to deal with for an estate sale.  This money was projected to buy things needed for our RV (ie. new tires, new wares, motorcycle tire chocks, new grill, portable fire pit, etc.)


Two seasons later…

Spring soon turned to summer and summer turned to fall.  Our first realtor only had six showings on our home from April 1st to October 1st; leaving us wondering ‘why’? Other homes were selling in less than 30 days.  Our home was no different than others; it was a beautiful family home. We painstakingly updated and renovated the kitchen, repainted, kept the manicured landscaping, etc.  Hindsight being what it was, we hired the wrong realtor. She simply was not ‘working for US’; she was more interested in real estate ventures with her son who was flipping houses (gee, the things you find out in a small town!).  


So, through guidance and advice from a dear friend who is a realtor in California (thank you Gwen!!), we terminated our contract with her (she surprisingly didn’t fight us) and took the house off the market for three weeks.  After which, we hired a new realtor, Eric Johnson of Keller Williams, notorious for relocation services for big companies in the Louisville area (UPS, Ford, University of Louisville, hospitals, etc.). Less than two weeks after listing with him (Mid October), we were under contract to close in approximately 30 days! (Hmmm, see how that works?) By this time, Dan had given his termination notice of employment.

Its about to get real…

Now, we were at flank speed.  We had thirty days to empty our house and get the rest of our affairs in order.  We rented a 10×10 storage area for things and small furniture items we just couldn’t let go of. We sent our most treasured heirlooms and momentos to Dan’s parents in Pennsylvania.


We had two more yard sales, sold bigger possessions on Facebook pages all while we were also trying to learn every facet of RV maintenance, upkeep, trip planning, etc.


We interviewed an Estate Sale Company for possible hire to do our Estate Sale. BUT, a day before making the call telling them we’d hire them, a miracle happened! 


The family whom was buying our home asked if we would consider selling everything (furniture, brand new beds, home decor, wall art, dishes, bedding, etc.) in our home. Well, didn’t this make this a whole heck of a lot easier?!  We agreed on a price to be paid separately at the closing.  


We packed up only a few more boxes of my favorite things and left everything else; the Christmas tree, holiday decorations, leftover craft supplies, pillows, blankets, bedding, towels, shower curtains, dishes…everything but our suitcases and toothbrushes!  We even left stuff up in the attic!  They wanted it all!  It was such a blessing to have this fall into our laps (and theirs!).  To this day, I still give a ‘nod to God’ for this.


Now, its November and were eagerly waiting for our realtor to call us with the closing date.  Its frigid cold and snowy.  Kentucky winter has pathed its way to us which we were totally not prepared for this kind of RV’ing.  Coincidentally, chose not to get the Yeti cold weather package for our RV because we never envisioned us being where we would have  to worry about freezing hoses, plumbing, etc. 


Needless to say, it happened.  Our coach froze. Dan worked through all hours of the day and night keeping our pipes from freezing. We were frustrated and growing depressed.

It was then we learned how much propane we needed to heat Liberty. Dan lost much sleep babysitting small heaters in the basement of the RV. We learned patience and about the things happy RVers don’t talk about.  


We were itching to leave Kentucky.  We had even contemplated hiring an attorney to attend the closing to sign papers in our absence. However, we got the much awaited phone call; our closing was scheduled for 5:00 pm on the eve before Thanksgiving.  


That night, we signed, shook hands, congratulated the new family and went on our way. We went out for a nice dinner and just sat there staring at each other. We were now ‘houseless’. 

Our RV Journey began…

Thanksgiving Day, we spent quietly in our RV tying up loose ends. The temperatures rose a few degrees and we were finally thawing.  We were utterly exhausted.  We were set to leave the following morning to head south…anywhere south…where it was warmer.

Today, we are enjoying our new life on the road.  No regrets!  Absolutely none!  We waited to do this all of our lives! We are now ‘living the dream’.




We’re now Bloggers!

Welcome to our blog!  I guess this means we’re ‘big time’ now.  We ask that you all be patient with us as we try out this blogging thing. Unless you’re a internet wizard (which we are not), this doesn’t come easy for us but we’re willing to give it a go.

We’ve read several other RVers blogs and figured we want to do the same.

As  I write this entry, we are pleasantly parked at Cheatham Annex Naval Station “Kings Park” near Williamsburg, Virginia.  Its a beautiful sunny day outside while I try my hand at blogging ‘inside’ while the Captain is doing outside chores.

So, please be patient as I chance this thing called ‘blogging’.

Enjoy!