The Great End of Summer Road Trip – Part 2

Wake up call in the Northeast.

We last left our fellow Parolees wondering if you can get a decent Philly cheesesteak in south-central New Jersey (you can) and just how much the toll system was going to take us a for a ride driving I-95 through New York City.

We made our way north from DC to a nice little KOA campground we had stayed in a few years ago in Clarksboro, NJ. Unfortunately, our expected meeting with long-time friends Tom and Bobbie Barbarese didn't happen due to their vacation plans on the Jersey shore. But the pool onsite was nice and the cheesesteak search was underway.

If you ever tried to order a cheesesteak at Pat's Steaks in south Philly, you know there are only two ways to order them; Wid or Widout. Wid is with peppers and onions, and Widout is plain steak and cheese. Failure to order in this exact manner at the window gets you sent unceremoniously to the back of the line, and there is no appeal. Back when I was in the Air Force, my great friend Dan Barbarese introduced me to Pat's but failed to mention the proper way to order, leaving him laughing his head off at my expense.

I bring this episode up because while in New Jersey last week, we found a cheesesteak place called Whit or Whitout, which – while not honoring the method of ordering as with Pat's Steaks – comes close to honoring the quality of the cheesesteak itself.

So yes, you CAN get a pretty good cheesesteak in New Jersey.

Heading north after a relaxing 3 nights at the KOA, we attack the infamous Northeast corridor of I-95 consisting of the northern leg of the Jersey Turnpike, the George Washington Bridge and various and sundry tolls into and through Connecticut and Rhode Island.

Understand, this is a route I had always vowed to NEVER drive in a motorhome, but the alternative to visit places on the coastline meant hours and miles of detours both north and east if I tried to avoid I-95.

So we bit the bullet.

The smallest state with tolls, Delaware, charged us $24.00 to drive about 30 minutes in their state. Normally $5 for a car.

New Jersey hit us up for $26.90 for a heck of a lot more miles and time from Clarksboro to the George Washington Bridge exit on the Jersey Turnpike.

Drove through New York during what is called “non-peak” hours (middle of the day) and thought we'd get a break on the tolls due to us having an EZ-Pass transponder on both the RV and the Jeep. Come to find out later that EZ-Pass discounts are only given to people who bought their transponders from either NY or NJ, and screw every other EZ-Pass customer across the rest of the country!

And here's the sticker shock: For an RV with a tow vehicle with a total of 4 axles (two on the RV and two on the Jeep), the great state of New York charged us - $102.68!!!!!!! Just to CROSS the George Washington Bridge! During NON-PEAK HOURS! Then they tacked on ANOTHER $8.73 to LEAVE the state after crossing the bridge!

Oh, and they also tried to charge us an additional $23.30 for a car when their system picked up our Jeep transponder behind the motorhome, but I disputed that since they had already charged us for the extra 2 axles in the initial $102 toll. Snakes.

I paid $102.68 for THIS?

 

I should have kept my vow and never driven this route . . .

Fortunately, the rest of our trip across Connecticut was uneventful, and our three days in Mystic, CT were very nice, with a visit to the USS Nautilus and downtown Mystic. I was fascinated by their second epic voyage back when I was just 9 years old, so it was really cool to see what captured my attention more than 60 years ago. The Sun Outdoors park we stayed at had a very nice pool, and I got to speak with some locals who gave us good suggestions for places to see while we were there.

Realizing a boyhood dream . . .

 

Next, we're off to the last state in the Northeast we haven't stayed in - Rhode Island - and a short trip to Bourne, MA on the Cape. Can't wait to see what is ahead of us in the next Parental Parolees installment!

The Great End of Summer Road Trip – Part 1

So first off, while we didn't have a summer trip with Jace this year, we did get to enjoy him for weeks during our stay in North Georgia while he was on summer vacation. In retrospect, it was a good thing our initial plans for his trip to Maryland and DC were put on hold, as we completely forgot about the 250^th anniversary celebrations going on in our nation's capital, which would have been brutal for both reservations and sightseeing.

But with Jace heading back to school, it was time to get ourselves back on the road to cross off a couple of pesky states which have been eluding us for 7 years; Maryland, Connecticut and Rhode Island. We had lots of visits to New England during the previous 7 years, but our travels always took us away from the I-95 corridor – mostly due to the congestion and toll prices charged for RV's on that interstate.

But we decided to bite the bullet and check off these three states.

The motor home was in great shape due to new front shocks that should handle rough Northeast roads, new house batteries and recent semi-annual service on the chassis.

Our first stop was a boondocking night in Henderson, NC at a very quiet Cracker Barrel. Cracker-docking is a great way to have a pleasant stay at a great restaurant for an overnight, because the company usually has large parking areas away from the building which provide plenty of room for motor homes like ours, and this one was no different. We make sure to reward the restaurant the next morning by having breakfast with them, and everybody is happy.

Plus, where else can you get a lighted glittering squirrel?

And, no, we didn't buy him - yet . . .

 

Our next stop was the dreaded drive through Washington, DC traffic to stay at a really nice resort just outside the Beltway. Cherry Hill Park is one of the best places we've every stayed at in 7 years on the road. This would have been a great resort to stay had we had Jace with us, because there were two pools, a splash pad, mini-golf, playgrounds, and a cafe where you could order some pretty good food.

In addition, it was 15 minutes away from a local Metro station which got you into DC in about 20 minutes via subway. The Cherry Hill Park sold half-price senior passes for the Metro on-site, and provided a shuttle to and from the station if you didn't want to pay for parking there.

Barbara and I decided to walk the Washington Mall (or a good portion of it), to see some sights that weren't there the last time we visited the DC area and to see some other sights again. The biggest difference was in our ages and respective shape we are in now vs. when we were there about 30 years ago.

In short, walking the Mall in Summer at 70+ years old is a chore. To put it mildly. We were sore for the next 3 days. Even worse were the leg and ankle cramps at night.

Some observations from our walk:

The Lincoln Memorial is still the best place to visit on the Mall. The only downside are the younger people sitting on the steps up and down tucked right up against the railings needed by older people for support on the steps. Sure, they moved when asked, but no one should have to ask. It's just common sense.

 

The Vietnam Memorial Wall is depressing. Especially given how useless that war was.

The refurbished Reflecting Pool was covered like a giant backyard pool in winter due to the vandalism by certain people of a certain political persuasion. It was also fenced off so you couldn't get near it. Not a good look for those who would vandalize instead of celebrate.

While the view of Barbara is very nice, that's NOT the view of the Reflecting Pool you expect when visiting Washington, DC!

 

The proliferation of refurbished fountains and memorials in the city by the Trump administration is astounding, and very much welcome. Brings some life back to a city that has been ignored for decades. And the city was noticeably cleaner all around than it was last time we were there.

I don't care if someone is offended by this, but any religion which allows their men to walk around in shorts and t-shirts in 90-degree weather while the women have to be fully clothed from head to toe is an uncivilized religion.

The Smithsonian Air and Space Museum never disappoints. Ever. Especially since it has the original model of Star Trek's USS Enterprise proudly and prominently on display.

 

The presence of the DC National Guard was everywhere, and comforting without being oppressive. Alert for threats, taking their jobs seriously, but more than willing to talk to folks like us when we had questions. Fully decked out in 25-50 lbs of gear and uniforms in 90-degree heat. Every group of three took the time to thank me for my service as we thanked them for protecting us. 

So Maryland is officially checked off and the open space on our map is filled!

Our next quest: Can we get a good Philly cheesesteak in New Jersey? And what does it cost in tolls to take the Jersey Turnpike and cross the George Washington Bridge in a 38-foot Class A motor home?

I'm dreading THAT answer in our next installment of Parental Parolees!

 

The Year of Upgrades is Officially Over!

OK, not really by the calendar, but because we've finally run out of money.

OK, not really there, either, but we've accomplished everything we needed or wanted to do this year as we approach the 7^th anniversary of our RV journey.

Seven years of retirement. Seven years of great roads, seven years of horrible roads, and everything in between. Seven years of memories that most people don't accumulate in a lifetime.

Some of the upgrades came in the form of repairs or replacements to aging and road-weary systems, others were legally necessary, and others were just because it was time and we wanted them.

It all started back in January, and the scene of the crime was our annual visit to the Florida RV Supershow in Tampa. In past years, we've managed to curb our (well, MY) nature to spend money on shiny new things. When it comes to RV innovations, everything says “SQUIRREL!” to me . . .

And when deals are to be had, sometimes it's time to pull the trigger.

I've covered some of these individually in previous posts, but to look at them in their entirety ends up boggling my mind, especially with Barbara being so much more fiscally conservative than I am. I'm no spending maven by any stretch of the imagination, but if I were to win the lottery I might become one. Barbara wouldn't. She's the sane balance to my spending urges.

The Roadmaster Invisibrake tow vehicle braking system is everything I had hoped it would be. Always on, nothing to install or adjust on moving days, and once installed, never has to be touched. Got a very good deal saving a bit more than 25% off for a Supershow special, then actually spent more on the installation than I paid for the product! But thank God we did, because there was no way I could have installed it myself given the challenges our Jeep Cherokee gave the technician. Plus the fact that I wouldn't know what I was doing under the hood.

And as was explained before, it was legally required in order to tow the Jeep.

Also at the Tampa show, we finally pulled the trigger on theater seating to get rid of our uncomfortable couch. The hide-a-bed portion no longer worked due to a punctured mattress, and the cushions kept sliding out. Bradd & Hall was having a show special, but it was going to take 90 days to build the theater seating, so that got installed (and the very heavy couch removed for free!) almost 4 months later. THAT particular trip to Indiana and Ohio to visit friends exposed us to another needed upgrade:

New front shocks

Our Liquidspring system has been giving us a smooth ride in the rear of the coach since the beginning, but they didn't have a front end system ready until about 3-4 years into our journey. And as much as I wanted it, I wasn't ready to shell out about $11k for the upgrade.

The folks who created and installed our Safe-T-Steer product back in 2019 also manufacture and install Koni shocks (as well as their own brand). Koni's at the gold standard in the inductry for RV shock absorbers. Many RV-ers change out their OEM shocks early on after purchasing their rig, but I had been holding off on the Liquidspring front end option. But after the roads in Indiana and Ohio, and realizing that I had almost 65,000 miles on the original POS Ford shocks, it was time.

On our way to Red Bay, Alabama for our semi-annual chassis service, we stopped in Tallapoosa, Georgia, home of Safe-T-Plus, where new Koni EVO shocks were installed in about an hour. These Koni EVO's are massive compared to other brands, and while we only have a couple of hundred miles on them, they are a huge improvement! The coach was also weighed for the first time in 3 years there, and we found out we dropped about 2,000 lbs in the coach over the past 3 years! Gold star for us!

The folks at Safe-T-Plus are some of the best in the business, and they LOVE dogs! So Grover was naturally a big hit with them in the customer lounge.

 

Grover sporting his spiffy new bandana from the great folks at Safe-T-Plus

Our final upgrade / repair was our House batteries. I have been religiously taken care of our wet-cell lead acid batteries each and every month, removing our front steps to access the batteries stored under there, and checking and filling them with water.

Because we full time RV, it was a necessary pain in the rear.

But they had been setting off the CO detector in the front of the RV on a twice daily basis recently, and I suspected that it was due to excessive out-gassing during the extended charging cycle they were going through each day.

I hate being right.

I had been pining for an upgrade to Battleborn Lithium batteries for years. Greater power, lower weight, and zero maintenance. But pretty expensive. I didn't want wet-cell anymore, either. So I compromised by replacing the House batteries with AGM sealed batteries. No maintenance, lower weight. The great folks at Vina RV Service just outside of Red Bay got them and installed them in less than 2 hours! Money well spent, and we ended up saving another 200 lbs on our front axle weight.

 

Our old lead acid wet-cell batteries looking pretty worn

New AGM batteries take up less space and weigh less, not to mention the consistent power they provide and NO MAINTENANCE!

All up, all in, our upgrades and replacements to critical systems this year cost us about $10,000. Sounds like it's a lot of money, but when you consider that the only other real maintenance in the past 7 years has been oil and filter changes every 6 months and a couple of minor repairs, our maintenance costs ended up being about $0.21 per mile!

Worth every penny.

Where to next? At this point, even we don't know. A couple of weeks back in Georgia to enjoy our grandsons before Jace has to go back to school in August, but we literally have no reservations anywhere after that. Not even for the winter.

Yet.

Midwestern Madness - RV Style!

So after a couple of weeks in North Georgia to acclimate away from our Florida winter extended stay, it was back on the road again to close out our Tampa RV Show purchases from back in January.

We've already been enjoying our new collapsible storage containers since January. They are much more functional and save more room than our previous nesting containers, and of course they're prettier colors. Those were Barbara's big purchase from our visit to the Supershow.

Mine took a bit longer to complete, and were WAY more expensive!

First, we finally upgraded our Jeep to add a brake assist module. It helps to slow down the Jeep while towing, allowing the RV to slow quicker. Technically, we've been illegally towing for 4 years since we got the Jeep because it's mandated in all 50 states, but we had never quite gotten around to making that purchase at the time we upgraded to the Jeep as our tow vehicle.

The folks at Roadmaster had a really good show deal on their Invisibrake product, which differs from every other brake assist product in that the unit doesn't use a mechanical arm on a box to depress the brake pedal while towing. It uses the car's vacuum system to draw down the brake pedal, thereby applying the brake. What's really nice about it is that the product is always installed out of sight under the driver's seat, instead of being installed and removed during every trip.

The downside is that it really takes a professional to install the product. So it's a good thing that the Roadmaster sales rep had a really knowledgeable installer in the Tampa area to make that happen, especially when we found out that our Jeep was manufactured in a transition year from Jeep proper to their new owners – Stellantis. The laser sensor which is installed on the brake pedal arm requires a flat surface, yet for some reason our 2015 Jeep Cherokee had a rounded arm. So that had to be ground down to provide a flat surface. There was also the whole “tapping into the car's vacuum system to make it work” thing. So the new system worked out great once we had a proper towing cable for the RV.

Our last purchase at the Tampa Show was theater seating to replace our large, uncomfortable and HEAVY Flexsteel sofa bed. We went with the folks at Bradd & Hall in Elkhart, Indiana. Made by Amish craftsmen, this is the top of the line furniture for RV-ers, and given our full-time status of heavier use, was worth the extra cost (almost double) of other RV furniture manufacturers. They were also going to take out our old couch, trim off about 8” of window valance, and bolt the seating onto our slide.

But Bradd & Hall were in Indiana, a state which has quite possibly the WORST roads in America. By the end of the trip I had almost lost one of the bedroom closet doors to the jarring we were taking and had to tighten a few screws in our panoramic window in the kitchen.

Btw, next on our purchase list: New front shocks!

However, the folks at Bradd & Hall were every bit as great as advertised. The theater seating is incredibly comfortable, the fabric has a buttery kind of feel and nearly matches our existing furniture color, and the motors used are whisper quiet for both extending the seats and adjusting the headrests for easier TV viewing or for just taking a nap. That part came in handy on a drive day when I was particularly tired and needed a break.

They managed to squeeze us in during an already full day of installs, and had us out in less than 2 hours. The new seating is also Grover-approved, which as you know is the most important thing to be in the RV.

  

The big, bulky HEAVY Flexsteel sleeper sofa

Our nice new theater seating. Grover approved! Those tray tables can be simply lifted out and stored if need be, or just swung to the side when not in use.

So Tampa Show purchases complete.

Next up in Parental Parolees: seeing some friends and visiting a new state!

Can We Remember All We Need To Do?

So Wednesday marks the first time in 5 months that we will be moving the RV. That's the longest time between moves we've had in the 6 1/2 years we've been on the road.

 For us, that's an eternity.

Our initial 3 month stay in Chiefland, Florida was extended to 6 months due to the health crises detailed in my last post, and those 6 months aren't over yet. But we have the opportunity to head south of Tampa for a few days to make it easier for us to attend Plant City's annual Strawberry Festival, and we're finally getting a brake assist module installed on the Jeep. Roadmaster had too good a deal on some pretty good technology, and it was too good to pass up, and their installer is in the Tampa area.

So for me, it's back to having tire pressure monitors on the Jeep to keep track of them in the RV, it's balancing out the tire pressures on each of the six tires on the motorhome based on the weight of the coach and re-testing the TPMS system to make sure all sensors are reading right. Our towing pins and clips need to be reinstalled on the Jeep

For Barbara, it's sound-proofing the RV from rattles and other forms of noise that drive me crazy as we hit every bump, crack and pothole on our drive down. She's an expert at stuffing towels in strategic places to keep glass from clinking together, and sliding sound-proofing felt between dishes and pots and pans.

We have to make sure we lock the shower door in place so it doesn't slide and break into a million pieces, and we have to secure the contents on each refrigerator shelf with spring-loaded bars to make sure that liquids don't slide and spill.

Finally, a long plastic rug runner needs to be taped down on out living room floor so that the rollers underneath the main slide don't mark up our floor tiles.

Then it's just disconnect from shore power, water and sewer on travel day, and we're ready to hit the road!

If we can just remember everything we need to do that day . . . 

It All Started With Ants . . .

Black ants. Sometimes known as carpenter ants. Ants that like to eat wood.

 

Back in September, we stayed a couple of weeks at Duckett Mill COE park on Lake Lanier in Gainesville, GA. I've written about how much we enjoy staying at COE parks not only for their beautiful lakeside views, but their inexpensive cost to stay on those properties. Usually about $17 per night for a maximum of a two-week stay.

Camping in these wilderness settings can come with some negatives as well, usually in the form of insects of some kind. Bee and hornet nests can be a nasty surprise, mosquitoes of course due to the lake location, and occasionally ants. Mainly because in COE parks, deadwood isn't removed; it is sometimes buried during construction, and is always left in place where it falls (unless directly on a campsite) to decay naturally. This attracts carpenter ants.

I always spray around the RV to form a barrier from the ground to the paved pad on which we sit, but sometimes there's not enough insecticide to make a deep barrier, especially when ants are really prevalent. So in September we got invaded, but we didn't know by how much at the time. After a quick trip to Red Bay, AL for a gray and black tank cleaning, we began the 3-day drive heading down to our winter stay in Florida.

We noticed a few ants inside when we stopped our first night, but it was on our second night boondocking at a Bass Pro Shop where we realized how badly we had been infested. I had started our generator (which is right underneath and to the rear of our bedroom slide) to provide us power and air conditioning for the night, and all of a sudden we were swarmed in our bedroom. Apparently the ants had decided to take up residency in or around the generator area, and running it definitely made them mad. The good news was it also made them easier to kill.

But you never get them all, especially on the first try.

So we arrived at our winter digs in Florida expecting to spend the next three months doing the usual sightseeing, and maybe hitting some golf balls, and definitely spending time at the heated pool and hot tub.

But we were still getting ants; on the order of 3-5 per day making their way across our living room floor. So I set out some Terro Liquid Ant Baits around the RV where Grover couldn't get to them. And while it diminished their appearances, it didn't end them. Next step was to hit all the areas from the outside-in, such as basement bays and underneath slide seals with Terro Ant Spray Foam, hoping it would be a more direct and final ending to this infestation.

That's when our winter plans got derailed.

I was spraying underneath our main slide and had turned around to redirect the spray backwards when my feet got tangled with each other and I fell down hard. Like 3 feet down without any hand or arm to break my fall. Half my butt hit grass and sand, while the other half hit hard pavement. As I laid on my side for about a minute on the offending pavement, I began to realize just how much I had potentially hurt myself. I managed to roll out from under the slide and used our power pole to work my way to my feet and get inside to inform Barbara. Despite icing it down, within an hour I had what was going to be described by VA doctors as half a Kardashian, or half a Brazilian butt-lift.

With the help of Barbara and a cane, we managed to get me into the Jeep, and she drove the 40 minutes to the VA Medical Center in Gainesville, Florida, whereupon I was whisked into the ER for evaluation. After some morphine to help reduce the pain from a 10 to an 8, I had both a CT scan and X-Rays to make sure I hadn't broken anything in my pelvic area, I was eventually sent home with painkillers and instructions to lay low, ice it down, and everything would be fine. It was determined that I had suffered a lemon-sized hematoma, and that the best thing for me was a lot of bed rest.

Two weeks go by, and except for the occasional short walk to the hot tub for some hydro-therapy, I have followed my doctor's orders pretty well. The hematoma is about 90% reduced in size, and I'm ready to get back to being active again.

But then my left leg began swelling. Back to the Emergency Room, where I'm diagnosed with a blood clot and given an initial dose of the blood-thinner Eliquis, and a supply of Eliquis tablets to take over the next 30 days to reduce the swelling and allow the clot to begin breaking up.

A day and a half later, the Eliquis is working all-too-well, as it has allowed the formerly controlled bleeder in the initial hematoma to open up in spectacular fashion, and my half-Kardashian comes roaring back. Plus, my left leg had swollen to twice the size it had just a couple of days earlier. I get yet another ER experience at the VA, where they decide to admit me due to the internal bleeding. Now I'm off the Eliquis, just in case surgery is in my future, and put on a Heparin drip to thin out the blood. Good call as it turns out, because not two days later I'm rushed into surgery to embolize (cauterize) the bleeder and wrap a coil around it to keep it sealed. Apparently in about 50% of these hematoma cases, the bleeder erupts with even more spectacular results so it was fortuitous that I was already in the hospital at the time.

After a six-night stay on a Heparin drip, I'm released to go home again and I'm back on the Eliquis.

Ten days go by, and the left leg decides to swell up all over again. Thank God the hematoma is behaving. But another trip to the ER and an overnight stay at the VA ensues. They put me back on the Heparin drip yet again, and surmise that the Eliquis isn't being properly absorbed by my intestinal tract, because the blood clot is even bigger had as moved a bit. So the only solution at this point was to keep me on a liquid blood thinner, which unfortunately for me meant I was going on an injectable for the next 90 days!

Oh, joy . . .

And these aren't the nice little injectable pens where you hit the button, hear a click, and the drug is injected quickly into the fatty areas around your stomach via a short needle. Noooooo, these are real syringes with a good inch-long needle you gotta put in at a 45-degree angle and SLOWLY empty the contents into your fatty area. Most times it doesn't hurt much. Sometimes it hurts a LOT.

And this has to be done twice a day, every 12 hours. Not 12 ½ hours one day and 11 ½ hours the next day. Every 12 hours on the dot. No skipping doses, either. For 90 days. Maybe more depending on the results after 90 days. Or maybe there will be surgery in my future to remove the clot if this doesn't work. The good news is that the hematoma has finally healed completely.

But thank God for the VA. The people could not be better, from the nurses who took care of me all day and night or attended to me in the ER, to the doctors and surgeons who have no problem keeping me informed every step of the way. I know that some veterans have had their problems with the VA in some areas of the country, but I have had nothing but great service from them as we've traveled across the country, and certainly here in Gainesville, Florida. It's been a rough 2 months for both me and for Barbara. Even for Grover, who wondered why Mom would leave with me but come home without me for days on end.

So we've canceled out travel plans west for the time being, and have extended our stay in Florida for three more months, just in case things don't get completely right during the initial 90 days.

And all this because of some stupid ants. We still see one occasionally, but their sightings are fewer and far between, and they don't move nearly as quickly as they once did; hopefully due to the bait they're ingesting.

Damned ants . . .

Late Fall and early Winter Update some changes are afoot!

A Change of Pace

As many of our readers might remember, we have spent past January's, February's and March's in sunny Florida at Strawberry Fields for RV-ers in Chiefland, Florida, about 35 minutes southwest of Gainesville. It's a very nice resort, with a pool and hot tub, level pull-thru lots, and very friendly owners and fellow travelers.

We've also spent October, November and December in North Georgia to be near family (and especially grand kids) during the holiday season. But North Georgia hasn't been very weather-friendly the past 5 years for people living in a motor home. In short, too many sub-freezing temperatures and too much snow for our much more – modified – tastes in weather.

After thinking things through for travel in early 2026, and the realization that North Georgia is only about 7-8 hours away by Jeep, we decided to head south earlier in the season, and use early 2026 to travel out west to the California border, then spend some time near my brother and his wife for a couple of months.

While there is little to no room at either daughter's homes for us in which to stay, there are plenty of dog-friendly hotels at relatively reasonable rates that could take Barbara, Grover and me for a couple of days.

The pluses: no snow or sub-freezing temps thru December in Florida. Hot tub every day. Very reasonable winter rates and level lots.

Potential minuses: October IS the tail end of hurricane season, so we'll need to keep a weather eye out for impending storms. We can be slides in and jacks up in 20 minutes if need be, and we have enough gas in the tank to drive 380 miles.

This will also give us time to scout out potential late 2026 winter quarters nearer to Tampa, where many of our fellow RV friends reside.

As to January travel out west, we had visited near Baton Rouge, Louisiana this past spring, but it was too hot and muggy to do any sightseeing in the city proper, so our first stop in the New Year will be there. After that, there's a friend in the Houston area we want to see, then a visit to famous Quartzite, Arizona, where the boondocking is legendary. Hopefully we'll meet up with a whole lot of fellow Tiffin owners when we stay there for a few days. Next will be Yuma, Arizona, the furthest west you can get without entering California. As I've stated before, THIS motor home will never cross the state line into California as long as their gas prices are $5.00 per gallon and higher. But Barbara has a friend in San Diego we'd both like to visit, so our hope is to meet her halfway in the Jeep.

By the time February rolls around, we should be in the Casa Grande area of Arizona, about 40 minutes outside of Phoenix, Spend a month there, then start heading northward with the goal being to FINALLY hit the Grand Canyon during the end of March or early April.

Finally, it will be house battery replacement time after almost 7 years on the road, and it will be done in either Nevada - where Battle Born batteries are located, or back to Red Bay in late April to have the upgrades done there.

So expect a few posts over the next couple of months depending on what we do and who we meet. As always, there will be ample Grover updates, because we know how much some of our readers worry about him.