It’s Always an Adventure

Tuesday, June 3^rd, the RV adventure begins again in earnest. This was the day I had my last chemo treatment which I concluded at noon of the day. We finally got off from the house shortly after one and pointed our coach in a northerly direction. The plan was to drive three to four hours and camp so as to shorten the drive on Wednesday to our first destination at Amicalola Falls State Park in Dawsonville, GA. Our stop for the night was Eagle’s Roost RV Resort just south of Valdosta. Our site was an attractive pad under a lush canopy of Oaks, replete with beards of Spanish moss dangling over our heads. Everything went smoothly so our stay was pleasant and uneventful. 

Not arising overly early our day began with breakfast at the Farm Restaurant close by. Up I-75 we went until needing a rest stop. Again, we learned a lesson about the consequences of forgotten items (we always forget something). This time the omission was the harnesses for Mitzi and Fiona. We had leashes but no harness. We found a Petco at one exit to obtain replacements. Mitzi’s fir fine but Fiona’s was a little loose (a potential disaster in the making). Kathy was walking the dogs when Fiona backed out of her harness and proceeded to run down the shoulder of the interstate. She refused to respond to command and then raced around the parking area and the busy off ramp with Kathy in pursuit. I exited the coach as soon as I noticed what was going on and we both chased her to no avail. A truck driver, seeing the drama unfolding, also gave chase. Fortunately he scared Fiona into my arms or the outcome would have most assuredly ruined our summer. It gave us quite a scare; Kathy, not to be indelicate, wet her pants.

The remainder of the day was anticlimactic in comparison. We drove into the mountains to Amicalola Falls and settled into our campsite for the next six days. The campground driveway was somewhat challenging with a 25% grade. The previous day had a unit blow its transmission making the ascent. We had no problem, even towing the Jeep, and we were pleased to have the horsepower to ascend without incident.

While here we will visit my cousin Tug for a few days and explore the area. It will be fun.

Lipstick on a Pig

Our RV experience has been challenging over the past year and for several reasons I will share several of the reasons. Some of you followed our journey out West summer before last so you will know that we had a 42’ diesel pusher. We really liked the “Big Rig” but we experienced some serious drawbacks. One – when in remote areas it was nearly impossible at times to get close to a pump to get fuel; especially with the added length of a tow vehicle. Two – we encountered situations where we could find a site long enough to accommodate our rig. For instance, when visiting the Grand Canyon we camped eighty miles away for lack of a suitable site. This all being said, we sold that coach when we returned to Florida.

That began the process of looking for something that would give us the balance of utility and comfort that we desire. Kathy wanted a Class C because of the sleeper over the cab for grandkids. I refused because I absolutely wanted the conveniences (self-leveling, ride, interior height, Etc.) of a Class A coach. Well, what do you do in such circumstances? You compromise. Our compromise came in the form of a 28’ Thor ACE. The ACE stands for A & C Evolution. The design is to combine features of both A & C coaches in one unit. Very good in theory but poor in execution. Most of the little bells and whistles were useless and many of the features included on our previous Class A coaches were missing. One example; the drivers se3at had no electric adjustment so my feet barely reached the floor. After a day of driving I was exhausted and painfully cramping. The modification for the seat was about $2000. 

This began a succession of modifications to make our “entry level” coach more functional and comfortable. A year later found us with serious issues, both functional and quality in nature. In the year we owned the ACE it spent 80% of that time in the shop. Our very first trip was without any a/c (defective from the factory). Upon leaving last summer for New York with our new coach we were driving from Camping World to Camping World addressing malfunctions and quality issues. This spring upon checking to see if our year old coach was ready for our journey we discovered even more problems and things we concluded we couldn’t live with. Kathy’s comment was; “it’s like putting lipstick on a pig.” My conclusion was, “enough.” Bye-bye ACE. The lessons learned are multiple. We downsized too much. The ACE was 28’ and didn’t have the room for comfort we sought. It was an entry level coach that was missing many conveniences.

The biggest thing I discovered is that my ideal coach is a diesel pusher between 34’ and 38’. We purchased a used Tuscany that falls right in the middle of that range. So far it appears to be the perfect coach for us.