Is two months enough?

Replacing the XM antenna

Replacing the XM antenna

Visions of land cruising around New England danced in our silly heads when we first mused about how we’d spend October and November before zooming south soon after Thanksgiving. Time for these Road Warriors to hit the black top, six rubber tires pointed south! Snowbirds is quite the lovely term, but I bet Road Warrior is more apropos.
Our need to be stationary became clear early and we have nestled in quite nicely at Riverdale Farm Campground with just enough trips out to ensure Annie doesn’t become one with Mother Earth. The lists of stuff to do, buy and research filled our tiny (compared to the boat our dinette table is tiny) table and when we weren’t out shopping, one or both tackled online shopping with a vengeance. Amazon has replaced Defender as our all-time best friend, and yes we signed up for a month of free Amazon Prime. :-)

On the flip side, for the many things we no longer needed eBay is our most-used go-to solution.

Off she goes to California

Off she goes to California

The tile terror project almost ruined our chances to clean and wax Anne before the temps dropped too low, but we still got the extendable poles and brushes just in case. Hours of research on how to clean the roof and keep the fiberglass from sending white runoff down the sides resulted in what we hope is an effective solution.

When we had a few ideal consecutive days, washing time arrived. The rooftop would have scared Santa it was so grungy and littered with twigs.

Our dirty fiberglass roof

Our dirty fiberglass roof

So up on the rooftop Russ did climb with a bag full of goodies meant to remove the dirt and grime.

Tossing off the old stuff is fun... but then there's the new to put on

Tossing off the old stuff is fun… but then there’s the new to put on

Our home has two ceiling fans with covers that tilt up by using a knob. Most RVs have special covers installed over the original fan that allows use of vent and fan when it’s raining. Ours needed an upgrade, so they got tossed.

Russ worked front to back, using two different brushes.

Russ worked front to back, using two different brushes.

Washing the roof sent rivers of cleanser over the sides

Washing the roof sent rivers of cleanser over the sides

 

The product lineup for Monday and Tuesday

The product lineup for Monday and Tuesday

First, the clean roof received a coat of RejeX, a non-abrasive compound used in the aircraft world. This was used to seal the fiberglass and eliminate white streaks. The Buff Magic was applied to the top few inches of the sides, front and back near the roof line and RejeX used over that. We cleaned the ginormous windshield inside and out and lamented that it was streaked with acid rain spots. RejeX took care of that (mostly). The rest of the motorhome got the IMAR Yacht Polish which we had left from not using it on Ortolan this past year and the results were superb on our land yacht.

Look at that shine! Music helps keep the beat

Look at that shine! Music helps keep the beat

A final couple of hours on Wednesday to clean all the windows and apply RejeX and Annie beamed, just loving that spa treatment.  Bonny cried. But she’s next, poor neglected girl.

We have five, 2 coach (engine) batteries and 3 house. Ages unknown

We have five, 2 coach (engine) batteries and 3 house. Ages unknown

But mostly, except for the tile, projects were small; some only lasting 6 hours! Yes, the “replace batteries” item was estimated at 2 hours but surprise, it took six, not counting figuring out the ones we needed and ordering them from the local NAPA in Old Saybrook. Bonny almost got a new one too but we decided she was fine.

Last Wednesday was a warmish day; the last one for the coming week and so “replace batteries” got on the list. So how do we accomplish this you may wonder? One of two ways; either drive the m/h there then remove and replace on the spot, or use workhorse Bonny to transport the old ones to Napa and bring the new ones back. Ummm. Bonny got my vote. All went well actually, but as often happens, the project grows tentacles that grab you and drag you in ‘til you have no choice but to “do it while you can!!”

Once “we” pulled them out, yuck the trays were dirty and rusty and the long carriage bolts a bit rusted too. Do we clean the trays? oh sure why not. sigh.

We soaked the bolts and connecting battery cables in a bucket of warm water and baking soda. Used the solution to rinse off the trays.

The top battery tray needed a good cleaning

The top battery tray needed a good cleaning

Once the trays were clean (er) and dry, Russ sanded lightly and gave them a couple of coats of black spray paint. Fortunately we had the paint in stock. Unfortunately the spray nozzle was gone when Russ removed the cap to spray (after I stood there shaking the darn thing), so off we went for a new can and to look for replacement carriage bolts.

My dryer skills got put to use once again.

My dryer skills got put to use once again.

 

??????????????????????????????????A previous nice day let Russ get up on the roof again to remove the satellite dish and the over-air antenna. Felt bad though, they look like friends of R2D2.

Exterior porch lights got replaced with LEDs,  pieces got re-installed from an earlier water fitting replacement ordeal, removed the canine decal off the stern, attempted to fill the windshield washer fluid container but discovered it had separated from inside the front bumper (5200 sealant will fix that), installed a Dirt Devil central vac, broke a plastic piece from the door awning, and on and on.

The hose stays plugged in to the outlet in the floor and has a cozy home.

The hose stays plugged in to the outlet in the floor and has a cozy home.

Proper leisure RV items that we didn’t need on the boat had to be obtained and I got to hunt them down. Once we are somewhere warm and using them, I’ll post photos.
A very early item we snagged locally was a Weber portable grill; however certain meats we promise never to prepare or serve. Finding a 5lb propane tank wasn’t easy so we resorted to Amazon.

Relaxing before dinner?

Relaxing before dinner?

Both Anne and Bonny had screws loose and rusted… on their license plates, so we replaced those with new ones. Did you know that more than a few types of screws are used to fasten license plates? No one-size-fits-all to make life easier.
The m/h dinette seats sit in contrast to the firm fiberglass, special foam cushioned ones on our cat. One side was especially soft and springy so why not stick a piece of plywood between the cushion and the heavy-duty squiggle wire. Lowes loves to see us coming. Russ cut a two-by-four to fit, rounded and sanded the edges and we huffed and puffed ‘til it slid in (which was the point to have it not move around). seat with plywood

Snapped the fabric back on the metal frame, attached the seat to the metal hinges and voila! Instant improvement. A much firmer seat cushion with an unexpected ½” lift. Hey I want one too! I have to sit on a pillow so that I don’t feel like I’m sitting in a hole with the table top under my armpits! Don’t need a crystal ball to know another trip to Lowes is coming up.

Good thing we’re leaving soon after Thanksgiving so the projects will come to a screeching halt.

 

 

Canadian Cruisers, RVers.. oh my!

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‘Tis the snowbird season, when water and land cruisers flock to warmth.

Annie here- I’ve got the con for this tale. It all began Monday Oct 27; but wait, it actually all began several years ago before my time so I had to gather that chapter from s/v Ortolan, which wasn’t easy to do, her being up in Maine you know. But she is doing well and shared her knowledge so that I might do the same.
Seems that Ms. Ortolan and crew had met a single-handed cruiser a few years ago in St Augustine and met up with him several times that year; a Mr John Carnie on m/v Vulcan. He’s a Canadian citizen but I do not believe he was born in Canada. Anyway he’s quite the senior traveler and seems that he was inspired by my owners to sell that condo, buy a motorhome and hit the road with his wife of two years, Katie, a lovely woman from Venezuela.
So my new tile floor is just completed with new step covers in place, I’m looking good and bam Rodney arrives. Oh, now Rodney is a 2011 Avanti, approx. 32ft and towing a black pickup truck; sexy is a word that came to mind as he drove past. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????But looks aren’t everything and here’s what we all learned in one interesting hour:
- When you arrive after hours check for site info, etc that the office would leave for you
- Try not to make a tight turn by a dumpster or any large object

Can't go forward, can't reverse. Who you gonna call?

Can’t go forward, can’t reverse. Who you gonna call?

- But if you screw up on the first two, at least have friends nearby who can assist
- Have your important tools handy and be sure you can remove your tow bar several ways

So much force that the bolt shot up in the air when removed from the tow bar

So much force that the bolt shot up in the air when removed from the tow bar

- Tow a stick shift vehicle because an automatic may need to have the drive shaft disengaged while towing and then you have to crawl under to re-engage

After de-coupling we tried to push- didn't get far

After de-coupling we tried to push- didn’t get far

- And lastly, keep calm and know you are getting another good story

Autumn: Leaves, squirrels, ladybugs and tile

mini and leavesEven those of you who love autumn probably take it for granted as it rolls around once a year like clockwork. The past four years, once the calendar said Sept/early Oct we’d head south with barely a wave good-bye at the chill that was creeping up on us. How special this year to be in CT to watch the leaves turn, tumble and crunch under our feet and tires. Weather concerns? Not us. Too windy? Oh, I didn’t notice. Rain? Well, I do have a rain jacket.
Much of this fall-ness occurred while we watched from our front window, heads bent and bodies contorted in dogged pursuit of a new tile floor. This new flooring (Armstrong Luxury Vinyl) would cover the entire floor except for the bedroom. I’ll skip the long story of tile acquisition except to say that in the end we bagged a great deal on-line from Abby Carpet in Weymouth, MA.

Nine boxes of tile, grout and adhesive- where's Wrench when you need him?

Nine boxes of tile with grout and adhesive- where’s Wrench when you need him?

The old carpet came up easily but revealed that we’d have trouble up by the helm seats where the plywood stopped and the metal began; uneven with the plywood of course. ????????????????Days passed as we prepped and that didn’t include old tile removal which we’d do as we went.

The old tile had faux grout and hid dirt really well

The old tile had faux grout and hid dirt really well

Ten days later we laid and grouted the last six pieces; all that remained to do…. Ahhh would it never end? Yes, finally and boy a million bucks couldn’t have bought a better looking floor. The Captain adds another notch to his Russ-of-all-trades cap.

A slide test revealed a big problem- a log screw under the dinette seat

A slide test revealed a big problem- a long screw under the dinette seat

 

Thicker tile meant trimming the door jamb- just what we need, more tools

Thicker tile meant trimming the door jamb- just what we need, more tools

Two of the heat register openings were best cut by hole saw, then dremel

Two of the heat register openings were best cut by hole saw, then Dremel

So many days would pass until we could grout that we taped the openings to keep out debris

So many days would pass until we could grout that we taped the openings to keep out debris

I was the hair dryer pro

I was the hair dryer pro

??????????????????????????????????????Before we embarked on the floor another dreaded item on the to-do list required attention; register Annie at CT DMV. Virginia gives you a 30 day temp plate which was generous (compared to CT at 10 days) but we needed to get our CT plate before Oct 8 and before becoming immersed in tiles. Thursday, Oct 2 we gather our paperwork, checkbook and feeling very confident, we take Bonny to Old Saybrook DMV arriving at 8:40. Soon we learn why the line is not moving; on Thursdays they open at 9:15 because they stay open later. The time arrives, we get a number at the counter after stating our business, take seats and 20 mins later we are called; not bad. The clerk spreads out the papers and promptly ruins our day, “where is the title and VIN Verification?” Boy if we didn’t feel like idiots, especially when we said we didn’t have a title from the dealer. And no, DMV no longer gives you a ticket to return later to the front of the line.

Officially Connecticut Camper

Officially Connecticut Camper

Panicked we rush out, call the dealer and are certain that we didn’t get anything other than the VA registration paperwork. The entire ride home we’re checking those failing memory banks; I mean wouldn’t we remember that? Turns out yes we had the title filed safely and forgotten. But the worst part was that we had to take Annie somewhere to have the VIN certified because we’d bought her out-of-state. A nearby auto dealer was on the “list” and the route was free of too-low train underpasses (several along Amtrak’s route are much less than 12ft). We hustle to stow stuff, bring in the slides, get un-hooked from electric, water and septic and take off. Ok, all set, right?

Before we’d gotten out of the campground a car flags us down; “your awning is still out!” Today is not our day, but once again it could have been worse, this was just the tiny awning over the door and a mistake we plan never to repeat. One hour and $10 later we are back to our pad with VIN cert in hand, stuff lunch down our gullets and zoom back to DMV, ever thankful it’s only 12 miles away.
This time the line is loooonnnggggg, so we take our number and run errands, making it back with still a 20 minute wait. The clerk smiles and nods, we smile and nod. He says the amount we owe, we stop smiling and nodding and with eyes bulging inquire, “why so much?” Oh, vehicles over $50k are subject to a luxury state tax. Right. Not boats though. Back home we give Annie her new plate and vow not to give CT another penny for that planned vanity plate.

The ladybug super- highway

The ladybug super- highway

They loved the area by the side front window

They loved the area by the side front window

October is ladybug month and once they burst on the scene they don’t leave. Every warm, sunny day found them covering the rig inside and out. And I’m proud to say that not a single lady was purposely harmed during their visits or during my removing them to a better place, aka outside!

October also contained a few chilly days, allowing me the chance to prepare stew for the first time in years. Russ handles the grilling, but we draw the line at cute, furry creatures!

I am enjoying my cast iron pan

I am enjoying my cast iron pan

so peaceful

so peaceful

A Sun, the Cape and our son

Thames river

The shuttle makes its way from the truck/bus lot to the RV lot

I wrestled the laptop away from Annie to write this next post. I wish the reference to the sun was indeed the warm and bright ball up in the sky with me basking beneath it, but that is not the case. The sun is Mohegan Sun (which has the potential to be on par with the real deal) our boondocking spot of choice for two nights to celebrate my birthday. Not that I didn’t greatly enjoy visiting the nearby RV supply store or spending quality time at Lowe’s, it’s just that dinner at Ballo’s topped off by free canolis scored a wee tad higher on the “how I’d like to spend my birthday” scale.IMG_0446 (800x600)

Cheers!

Cheers!

Mohegan Sun has two free oversize lots; one for trucks and tour buses and the other for RVs. They aren’t very level but we managed not to topple over the edge that looks out over the Thames River. You must complete a form to get your permit for an initial 7 night stay which can be extended once. The security guys are so eager for something to do that you are barely into the lot when one stops by. They are very nice and swing through often to be sure all is well. The free property shuttle bus makes the rounds every 15 mins; no sense waiting to throw your money away, so get right in there!

The waitstaff gets "RESPECTed" at Johnny Rockets

The waitstaff gets “RESPECTed” at Johnny Rockets

We chose the Cape (no, not Cape Hatteras, or Cape Lookout, but the Cape of all Capes) for a simulated getaway that would have the feel of “away” at only 120 miles and was a place we hadn’t visited in quite some time (by land). Our week at the low-key Dunroamin’ RV Park was mostly about getting to know our new home, ordering like drunken sailors from Amazon and restocking our pantry…with a dash of sightseeing tossed in for good measure.

An odd feeling to look down at the canal we transited less than two months before

An odd feeling to look down at the canal we transited less than two months before

This young guy was a hoot as he led us through how to make a glass-blown ornament at the Sandwich Glass Museum

This young guy was a hoot as he led us through how to make a glass-blown ornament at the Sandwich Glass Museum

One of the many beautiful displays of blown and cut glass

One of the many beautiful displays of blown and cut glass

A huge display showed the river (blue) that eventually became today's canal (dark). The yellow shows the first attempt.

A huge display showed the river (blue) that eventually became today’s canal (dark). The yellow shows the first attempt.

We stopped at the Cape Cod Canal Visitor Center, housed in a former Coast Guard boat house and learned more than we could ever remember about the canal and its history.

Our big day out took us east along Rte 28 from Sandwich to Chatham where we worked our way back as far as Hyannis before jumping up to Rte 6 and Sandy Neck Beach for a taste of a north-side rocky beach.

Chatham lighthouse- note the light got caught in the act

Chatham lighthouse- note the light got caught in the act

Chatham Beach looking out toward the surf-lined tricky entrance to the small harbor

Chatham Beach looking out toward the surf-lined tricky entrance to the small harbor

The local vessels navigate with ease

The local vessels navigate with ease

Hundreds of dead horseshoe crabs lined the south shore beaches

Hundreds of dead horseshoe crabs lined the south shore beaches

Mother Nature creates spooky sand at Sandy Neck Beach

Mother Nature creates spooky sand at Sandy Neck Beach

??????????????????????????????????????????????????Our day out took us past the Cape Cod Mall and the plethora of shopping centers nearby. Our eagle-sharp eyes spotted a Not Your Average Joe’s in the mall and after noting a Pier 1, Kohl’s and Home Goods we decided to return the next afternoon for a healthy dose of home-stuff shopping culminating with dinner at Joe’s. Not only are the drinks and entrees delicious but the bread with cheese/garlic/EVOO is a meal in itself. So we had seconds, and when we had our remains boxed up (oh that sounds weird) our waiter insisted on giving us an entire fresh serving of bread and dipping oil. We ate like kings for days. :-)

At the end of the month our firmly entrenched in Vermont son drove down for a few days to check out the new ride/home/escape vehicle and spend time with us and friends. We quickly put him to work helping clear out the second storage unit we’d rented for one month.

The perfect plate frame for Benj; excellent choice Lily

The perfect plate frame for Benj; excellent choice Lily

The door stuck so every time we had to take a hammer to it

The door stuck so every time we had to take a hammer to it

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Did you know that October is “get serious” month? No? Guess it falls to us to lead the way then. Work (for Russ), projects and more projects as we slowly give Anne those promised spa treatments with a few extras to make living aboard more pleasant.

VA to CT: RV Parks, Fuel, Tolls and I95

DSC00411I believe we’ve been introduced; Annie’s my name and plundering’s my game- oh, no? Guess that was my prior life; this one is traveling the high ways not the high seas! My little buddy, Ms Bonny is such a tag-a-long, always following like she wants to get high from my exhaust or something. But she’s no problem really and hasn’t broken away yet to take off on her own.
Life with my new owners began Sept 8 at McGeorge’s Rolling Hills RV in Ashland, VA about 20 miles north of Richmond. I was a bit miffed when they left me on the lot for, get this, TWO whole months once they decided in June that I was the “one”. In fact I showed my displeasure by messing up the generator and a few other things on pickup day; nothing serious but a lady deserves respect. But we are getting to know each other and while the spa treatments are lengthy and numerous I think some time will pass before anyone will notice the difference!
My new owners- have you met them? Russ and Lori; former full-time catamaran cruisers and can you imagine only moving at 8mph, how did they ever get anywhere? I move along quite nicely at 65mph but they seem to prefer 62mph on the highways and I hear them talking about traveling roads like Rte 66 and not interstates. Fine by me; more scenic and less stress. I think too, less of those camera-toll things and the booths where you have to hand over wads of cash before you can continue on. I don’t like those. I suppose I should feel a kinship; pirates of the highways you know.

first you hook the black bars then the blue... or was it the red???

first you hook the black bars then the blue… or was it the red???

On claiming day surgery was scheduled immediately so that toad, Bonny, could join the caravan. Isn’t that an odd word- toad? Like towed, only toad, but meaning a dinghy. She’s nice though I guess but small like a toad.:-). We’ll become good friends I’m sure, as long as she knows her place… behind me!

What is wrong with this photo? Nose to nose we are.

What is wrong with this photo? Nose to nose we are.

Tuesday afternoon we hit the road; all of 30 miles worth. Russ and Lori had gotten the quick walk-through and took so many notes on how to use the tow package and all my lovely bells and whistles inside and out; they seemed overwhelmed at first. I could tell they didn’t trust me and needed to stay close to “home” in case of troubles.
The campground (CG for short) was a few miles off I95 near Fredericksburg and Lori was gripping the handle bar by her seat so tight I was happy the trip was only 45 mins. Russ seems to know what he’s doing and drives well but we’ll see how he does when the roads get tight and the construction cones close in!

The KOA check-in person was friendly and she took us to our pull-through spot (Anne sometimes has to follow others but she won’t tell you that). First step is the leveling process which I do with one touch of the “auto level” button. The new toys came out; water hose (that no kink kind), bright red sewer hose (like you are going to feel cheery about dumping!) and the awnings and compartment doors opened up. All seemed to work well, even that first black water tank dump bore no resemblance to the funny scene in “RV”.

Ok, let 'er rip!

Ok, let ‘er rip!

We moved further the next two days; about four hours each day which seems to be a long enough day but not so long that Lori’s hand becomes permanently attached to that handle. Poor thing; she’ll relax eventually. My 90 gal diesel tank had that empty feel so we found a Love’s truck stop. We use an app called “Allstays” to hunt down rest and fuel stops as well as RV campgrounds and free stops such as a Wal-Mart or Cracker Barrel parking lot. This time though we just saw the sign and took the exit.

Follow that fuel tanker!

Follow that fuel tanker!

Not sure how I felt with all those massive tractor trailers, but I got lots of Love … and Russ got oodles of trucker advice. All the guys (there were 8 lanes) wore leather gloves and headsets; kinda exciting seeing all those truckers in one place… maybe we will watch “Duel” soon.????????????????
The night’s anchorage was a short drive after fueling up and we got in, settled and out the next morning without trouble. Bonny stays attached when we have a one night pull-through; good that we don’t have to worry about her wandering off.

So this was in PA not too far from Allentown and the last leg of our “bring her home” trip (Russ & Lori make a certain face when they say that) would take us over the Tappan Zee Bridge to I95 North, ending up at Hammonasset State Park. My first toll station and whew I was ready. We all watched and read the signs; ok no EZ Pass for us and trucks and trailers keep right; uhh I guess that’s us. Can’t hurt to keep right. Lanes 1- 10- what’s that all about? Same deal? Oh and then we need to keep left after the toll; sure we can do that!! Sweet; we’re there and pull up to the nice lady who asks for $27!!! Whoa baby, looks like Bonny is the cheap date at $3 and I am Empress expensive. I’m with them; we won’t do this again.
As expected, I95 sucked big time, especially when we arrived in Madison and looked at poor Bonny. Her bonnet was dotted with pieces of tar; someone will have fun getting all that off. Our spot at the CG was wide and easy to pull in to. We’ll hang out here for a while before taking a run out to the Cape.

Lori Chimes in: I like this off-season time; easy to get a site and no battles for laundry. Scooting around in Bonny is great too without all the summer traffic. The interstates are no fun; they are all about getting there and not enjoying the trip. Although highways and secondary roads make the trip longer, we plan to use them a lot but not exclusively.  Fall is upon us, the colorful and crunchy leaves are a sight we haven’t seen much of in the past four years. This is the latest we’ve been in CT since heading south in Ortolan on 10-10-10.

Changeover: Sails to Wheels

Figuring out the best way to transition this blog from a cruising M.O. to one of road cruising in our land boat has proven way more challenging than the research and purchase of said “new” land boat.

First let me thank all who have faithfully/regularly/sometimes checked on the blog and without whose behind the scenes support I would have likely stopped writing by now. I know many will turn off the TV at this channel change from s/v Ortolan to m/h Anne and I will miss you. If you stick around for the land travels I hope you enjoy our adventures as we visit some old haunts and many new ones.

Introductions are in order.

Bonny: 2003 MINI Cooper. Seldom appeared in posts due to lack of floatation ability. Spent past four winters cooped up but isn’t sure being a toad behind a motorhome is any improvement. Travel days make her dusty and dirty and well, the rear end view of m/h Anne with her diesel exhaust isn’t any prize.

Stuff that MINI- packed full for the drive to VA and then we bought pillows!

Stuff that MINI- packed full for the drive to VA and then we bought pillows!

Anne: 2007 Winnebago Journey 36G. Named by our son as a nod to our pirate roots (see this post) (but that’s not the real reason) after lady pirate Anne Bonny. Get it? Of course. Clyde seemed the natural name but it wasn’t working for us. Believes she’s the new star of the show and we’re happy to feed that illusion as long as she behaves. Nicknamed Annie. Never been up north but so far handling the torn up NE roads and cold (she ain’t seen nothing yet)

At our first RV park we tested out everything possible and thought we had so much storage- ha!

At our first RV park we tested out everything possible and thought we had so much storage- ha!

Here’s a quick tour; more like “before” pictures since we are still hard at work on interior renovations (we tell Anne they are spa treatments) and sorry for the mess; the reality is even worse than the photos! I will backtrack after this and get you caught up on where we’ve been although Anne’s been itching to tell the stories.

Interior shot on Day 2- still at the dealer's lot

Interior shot on Day 2- still at the dealer’s lot

 

Space where a small sofa once lived made for a convenient dumping place

Space where a small sofa once lived made for a convenient dumping place

 

Less than 3 weeks later a kitchen island, sans casters with storage and a large 30"x40" hardwood top

Less than 3 weeks later a kitchen island, sans casters, with storage and a large 30″x 42″ hardwood top

 

Bedroom with new quilt, blanket and sheets. The entire closet and drawers below, to the right, slides in and out.

Bedroom with new quilt, blanket and sheets. Closets to the right slide in and out.

 

Fat back TV

Fat back TV

A large, very deep cavity remains when we remove the old TV

A large, very deep cavity remains when we remove the old TV

 

New flat screen TV  with blu-ray DVD player and mini sound bar.

New flat screen TV with blu-ray DVD player and mini sound bar.

The TV is attached to the wall in back by a moveable bracket. The slide, which you can see the edge of on the left, clears the corner of the TV by an inch as it moves in and out. When Russ is done, the remaining openings at the top of the TV will be filled in and the wires moved out of sight.

 

The water and laundry closet.

The water and laundry closet.

The toilet is separate from the shower/sink area which is a layout we both wanted. The m/h came with a Splendide washer/dryer combo which is no speed demon but gets the job done very well and I must confess to being very happy to have it. It doesn’t replace doing laundry in a laundromat (either in town or at the CG) but for small loads, delicates or just drying wet towels, it is simply splendid to have on board.

Guess that about does it for now. Happy trails.

Please Pardon Our Appearance

Working on the transition from sailing catamaran cruisers to road warrior motor home land cruisers. Difficulties with WordPress and simply struggling with which and how much “old flavor” to leave is creating major delays in moving forward with the blog.

Please be patient and I’ll get there!  For now, you may see changes come and go as I maneuver along the learning curve of WordPress and my Matala theme.

Comments and suggestions are welcomed at this formative time!!