Monday, September 1, 2014

As I set here celebrating this Labor Day evening in the Cabelas camp ground in Sidney Nebraska, I guess we could say that the journey has officially began. We left the Minden and Superior families behind and are on our way to Washington State to spend some time with our daughter Jamie and her family (husband Brian, sons Grant (4) and Wyatt (2)). After absorbing some much anticipated grandson time, it will be off to parts unknown.
Once the grandparent visit is sadly concluded, the flight plan is an eastern route from Vancouver exploring parts unknown to us. Defined points of touchdown are Glacier National Park, Mall of America and Niagra Falls with the understanding that all ports in between are possibilities. We will not know until we get there. The only known and agreed upon route is south before the snow flies.

With the future as defined as possible, would like to enlighten all to why and how we got to the point that we are setting in a motorhome with the comfort of the Littleton home of 23 years no longer available (now belonging to a young couple that will restart the family building process and another young lady will enjoy the corner bedroom with the pink checkered walls and turquoise carpeting, a new generation begins).
It actually began about this time a year ago, in Portland Oregon as we were visiting the grandkids.......oh, and their parents. At that time we were motoring along in a 21 ft camping trailer being tugged along behind a Toyota Tundra. Anyway, we spent last year as a little fish amongst the big fish in the "Sandy Creek RV Resort" that was a few blocks from our daughters door step. Was a wonderful stay giving us the opportunity to make friends with the pilots of the big ships, hearing stories of 15 years on the road and asking questions of the type that opened up inner thoughts. One night as Sue and I were drifting off to sleep (or so we thought of the other) we looked at each other and simultaneously exclaimed, "we could do this"..........and so it began. With scheming, planning and months of continual progressions towards the goal (getting the house in show form, building a storage facility at our South Park location), we are finally on the road to living out a dream. Until we find the next property that will be our final residence. Who knows how long........

1 comment:

  1. Excellent! Here's hoping that "South" could mean as far as Panama! Love the idea you're living your dream. As my mother might say, "Keep On Truckin'!"

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