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How I Long to Get On the Road

Campskunk on the roadIt’s been a long time – actually, the last time I was truly out free and roaming the country was back on Labor Day. I went to Yan’s Get-Together that next week, and then was on the road to Kitchener for some secret goings-on, none of which involved me doing any sightseeing except a few weekends before the rivers froze. I stayed there until a week before Christmas, and have been visiting with my family in north Florida ever since. That’s seven months.

Don’t get me wrong – we still head out for a few days to this or that state park, and around the area to visit folks, but it’s always ends with a return trip to the same old driveway. I’ve done some projects down here that needed doing, got all our medical and dental stuff straightened out, and pitched in on some family medical crises that needed an extra hand, but I’m definitely feeling settled.

For one thing, my day fills up with… stuff. People know where I am, and ask me to do things, and before you know it I’m running from one chore to the next. This brings back bad memories of employment.  When I’m out on the road, the to-do list is very small, and sometimes non-existent. Here, it’s different. I’m feeling cramped. When someone approaches me, my first reaction is, “what do they want?” That’s not a good place to be.

Another thing is the routine. I’m not a creature of habit, and things have settled down to a predictable sameness – wake up, eat breakfast, walk the cat, check on my parents, etc., etc.  I knew I was pretty far gone when I started wondering if the mailman had come yet. Real fulltimers don’t wait for the mailman to show up.

Padre Island National Seashore
Padre Island National Seashore. See any tourists? Me neither.

So before they revoke my credentials, I’m going to blow out of here next week. For a change of pace, and seeing as how it’s two months later than we usually leave Florida, we have decided to head up the east coast, normally a suicidal prospect in February but not that bad in April. I want to get back to what we were doing the first year on the road – exploring the country looking for areas where our no-hookups capability gives us a leg up on the regular RVers, so you aren’t surrounded by city folks trying to learn how to camp.

Dawn at Assateague. Fiona and I had the sunrise all to ourselves.
Assateague National Seashore. Fiona and I had the sunrise all to ourselves.

That first year we had a great time on the road at national seashores, where all you get is a seaside parking pad, a picnic table, and a fire ring. The Federal Senior Pass gets your rent down to $10ish a night, definitely in my price range, and  except on the weekends, there aren’t that many people there.  I think we’ll hit Hatteras and Assateague on the way up the east coast, maybe for a couple of weeks each. I’ll be out there, staring at the horizon, thinking about… nothing 😉  It sure will be nice to be back on the road again.





3 Responses to “How I Long to Get On the Road”

April 20, 2014at12:25 pm, Robert Dawson Sr said:

Campskunk enjoy your blog safe travels look forward to your comments. Bob in Md

April 20, 2014at10:08 am, Lisa said:

Safe travels!

April 20, 2014at9:16 am, Jim Diepenbruck said:

Safe travels CS.

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