Sick Bay

I got it. Then, he got it.
Today, I finally feel like myself again.
Paul, not so much.

We've been here in this beautiful park near Gulf Shores for 10 days.
Have we been to the beach?
Nope. Not yet.

Instead, we've taken turns being floored by this big, bad cold bug.
It hasn't been fun.

Between the sneezing and the hacking, we've managed to keep ourselves sane by getting out most days...just a little. A trip to Lowe's one day. Home Depot another. Yesterday was Walmart and the Post Office to send off some knitted gifts.

Today, as Paul slugged through the worst of this crud, I sat my nearly recovered body down at the computer and worked on two months worth of posts for Bullwinkle's Travels.
But, they're still not done.

One of these days, the blog will be up to date. We'll both feel better and be back to our healthy selves.

Then, you wanna know what we're gonna do?
We're gonna start over.
We might even fire this moose up, drive out the gate of this beautiful park and back in.
Just kidding about that, but we are definitely in big time need of a "do over".

Then, you wanna know what we're gonna do?

We're gonna go to the beach!!!!

We can't wait.

Sweet Home Alabama

Greetings from LA! That's "Lower Alabama", of course. We have arrived at this year's "winter home", lovely Bella Terra RV Resort in Foley. And, it is "sweet". The place is spacious, beautifully landscaped, and filled with some very friendly folks. The staff is simply the best. They definitely "get" that they are in the hospitality business. We are looking forward to enjoying our stay.

I say we're looking forward because, for me at least, it doesn't feel like our stay has really started. We arrived on Monday afternoon, and within 24 hours I was slammed with a nasty sore throat that evolved into a full blown cold. (This happens to me every January, but I thought I'd escaped it this year.) So, I've barely stepped outside. But, it feels like I've turned a corner and am on the road to recovery. We have lots of exploring to do in these parts, and we're eager to get started.

As we made our way from Louisiana to Alabama, we made a short stop in Summerdale to check out the Escapees park there. We were treated to a tasty travel day meal and lots of enjoyable conversation by Judy and Darrell. It was great to catch up with these two since our first meeting in Tennessee. We attended the Sunday night ice cream social where Darrell introduced us to Norm and Linda and Don and Gloria, whom we've heard lots about but had never met. Norm and Linda's web site was one of the first resources we discovered when we hatched this crazy idea of fulltime RVing, and it was jammed packed full of helpful information. It was nice to be able to personally thank them for the help they provided us. When we attended the Winnebago rally in Forest City in Summer 2010, lots of our RVing friends told us to be on the lookout for Don and Gloria. So, we went on a mission to find them among the masses. We did locate their Winnie among the 1200 or so that were on the rally grounds, but they weren't home. It was a treat to finally connect with these fine folks. Thanks to y'all for making us feel so welcome at Rainbow Plantation.

So far, the weather here in LA has been quite favorable. With daytime temps reaching into the 70s, we are oh so happy to be here. We're just minutes away from reportedly beautiful beaches. But, thanks to this cold, we've yet to see them. There's plenty of shopping nearby and a long list of restaurants we just can't wait to try. We're here for a couple of months, so we should have plenty of time to see and do it all.

But first, I have to get over this darn cold.

Lovin' Louisiana

When we were making our winter travel plans from Kansas City to the Alabama Gulf Coast via Texas, I looked for a way to avoid Louisiana. My prejudice for the place was based primarily on the experience of driving for a couple of hours a couple of years ago in the northeast corner of the state. That unpleasant ride soured me on the whole place. I had no desire to return. Of course, you don't have to look at a map for too long to decide that it's not really practical to route around this state. So, with me keeping an open mind, we left Texas and headed east on I-10.

My apologies to the good people of the great state of Louisiana.

We absolutely love it here! We have discovered, and the locals will readily attest, that there is a vast difference between northern and southern Louisiana. This lower half has it goin' on!

These last two weeks have been a whole lotta fun. The weather has mostly been down right pleasant. We've seen a big riva and a great big lake, visited some lovely plantation homes, enjoyed a day of sightseein' in N'awlins that started with tasty coffee and beignets in da' French Quarter, had some of the best cookin' anywheres and have met some downright nice people.

When it comes to food, southeast Louisiana might just be our favorite place anywhere. We've sampled po' boys, boiled shrimp, fried catfish, gumbo, crab bisque and New Orleans' own muffaletta. New Year's Day a neighbor delivered a huge plate of "real Cajun" home cookin'. And, this morning, we enjoyed an outstanding local brunch spot that served up tasty entrees with a side of the best grits ever.

Have I mentioned that we love Louisiana?

The real reason we decided to move from Convent to Mandeville was our desperate need of exercise. Fountainebleau State Park has miles of hiking and biking trails, and we're happily putting them to use every day. If we didn't, we'd be well on our way to weighing 400 pounds. Each!

The wonderful folks we've met have made our stay extra special. The locals are most welcoming of visitors. They genuinely seem happy that we're here. (We sure are!) We've had nice neighbors in both parks, and we've even met up with a couple of geeks.

Tricia and Keith (aka Geeky Explorers) have been on the road fulltime since November. They've been served up a couple of challenges in their early travels that would have frazzled most newbies. But, they've handled it all with patience, grace and a healthy sense of humor. These good folks definitely know how to go with the flow. Tricia left a comment here on da ol' blog a while back and we discovered that they were camped where we were planning to be. It's been a real treat to meet them. We look forward to getting to know them better before they take off next week.

And us? We're lovin' Louisiana so much we've decided to stay awhile. We've extended our stay in this beautiful park to the two-week maximum allowed. After that, we'll head to Alabama.

Meanwhile, as they say in these parts: Laissez les bons temps rouler!

A Toast!

We waited until the very end of the year to bring our 2011 travels to a close. Just a couple of hours ago, we made the 100-mile trek from Convent to Mandeville, Louisiana. We're all settled in to our spot at Fountainebleau State Park on the north shore of Lake Pontchartrain, ready to ring in the new year.

Today's quick trip brought Bullwinkle's total travels for the year to about 5,700 miles. That's less than half of the previous year! Focusing this year's explorations in the Great Southwest fulfilled one of our fulltime RVing dreams. It was really great to slow down and see it all.

Our extended time in Texas, New Mexico, Utah and Colorado provided delightful memories of some of America's most spectacular scenery...and a whole bunch of red rock. More importantly, this year provided us the opportunity to spend time with some very special people.

2011 was the year we met Anne and Gene, Darren and Joyce (and we had so much fun seeing them again in Gunnison), Mike and Peggy, Warren, Carol and Breanna, Mike and Susan, Hayward and Lydia, Fred and Sharon, Keith and Donna, Karen and Arvin and their family and a bunch of great people at the Gunnison KOA, the Wishnies (finally!), Nic and Nikki, John and Bridget and Mike and Sandy. Last night we had the great pleasure of spending time with brand new friends Brad, Wendy and Brady from Wisconsin.

This year we also had the good fun of meeting up with on-the-road friends once more. We caught up with Mike and Leslie, Gary and Francile, Jim and Sandie, Bob and Molly, Jim and Ellie, Roxa and Hutch, Ed and Marilyn in a delightfully chance meeting at a restaurant in Colorado, Craig and Anne, Mac and Netters, Steve and Cathy, Linda and Denny, Mike and Penny, and Deb and Rod. We had four-time fun with good friends John and Sandy, who we got to play with in Kerrville, Cortez, Moab and Kansas.

Sadly, 2011 was also the year we lost one of our fulltime RVing friends when our friend Doug lost his hard fought battle with cancer. We continued to be inspired by his courage and humor. Our thoughts and prayers are with JoAnn, especially during this holiday season.

This year we were lucky enough to coordinate travel plans with some of favorite non-RVing folks, too. Paul's sister Susan and husband Doug coordinated their vacation plans with our travel schedule twice this year, meeting us in Kerrville and Gunnison. They're planning to head to Maui this winter. If there was a way we could get Bullwinkle across the Pacific, we would! We also hooked up with California peeps Rick and Cindy and Matt and Mary Kay while they were passing through Santa Fe.

Our travels this year also provided the perfect opportunity to reconnect with special people from our past. It had been nearly 20 years since we'd seen former co-worker Gail and her husband Dave, so it was a real treat to spend time with them in their home in Utah. And, although it had been a decade or so since we'd seen our dear friends and best neighbors ever Mary and Tracy, when we stopped by their place in Argyle, Texas, it was a joy to pick up right where we left off.

This year has served up a giant helping of fresh stories. Sit around a campfire with us someday and you can look forward to hearing about our very special doormat delivery, our food coma in Santa Fe, the day we discovered disc golf, the time we got kicked out of an RV park (almost), our 25th anniversary hike at Arches National Park, the priciest iced tea anywhere, the back-to-back challenges of keeping our AC and refrigerator running, fun with Freightliner in Grand Junction, the thrill of watching a pack of world-class cyclists roll through town, and watching Christmas Eve bonfires ablaze on the banks of the Mississippi River.

It's been a great year. We are so blessed to have the opportunity to spend our days exactly as we want, meeting fantastic people along the way and sharing it all with you, our faithful readers. We so look forward to what the coming year will bring for us all.

Tonight, as we raise a glass in celebration of the memories of the year coming to a close and the possibilities of the year just beginning, our wish for you is a new year of good health and happiness. May your travels be safe, fun and trouble-free. We hope our paths cross somewhere along the way. That would make 2012 extra special.

Cheers!

Heaux, Heaux, Heaux!

Merry Christmas Eve greetings from Cajun Country!

We made our way safely to our holiday destination, Convent, Louisiana. We're parked here on the banks of the Mississippi River on the grounds of an old plantation. It's definitely shaping up to be a most memorable Christmas.

We toured the plantation house this morning. Late this afternoon we'll head down river a mile or so and partake in the Christmas Eve festivities. Here in St. James Parish, it's tradition to get together with your family and friends and build a bonfire structure along the river. This evening, the bonfires will be lit, and the food and beverage will abound.

The bonfires have an important job. As Louisiana legend has it, long ago on Christmas Eve a dense fog rolled into Southern Louisiana. The fog was so thick that Papa Noel and his pirogue pulled by eight alligators, Gaston, Tiboy, Pierre, Alcee, Ninette, Suzette, Celeste and Renee, couldn't make their way down the river. Papa Noel called on Nicolette, a snowy white alligator with glowing red eyes to lead the way, but it was still too difficult to see. But, the people of the river parishes saved the night by building bonfires along the river to guide Papa Noel along the way.

There's no fog in tonight's forecast. But, provided the rain holds off, an estimated 200 bonfires will be lit and bring the merriest of holidays in with a blaze.

We can't wait.

Wherever you find yourself welcoming Papa Noel, we wish you a very Merry Christmas. Best wishes from our rolling home to yours for a festive and fun-filled holiday.

Mean What You Say

It’s a few days before Christmas, and I’m not feeling especially merry. We’re parked in a lovely site in another fantastic Texas State Park that we practically have to ourselves. Our stay has been great. We’ve rested up from all of the family, fun and food we’ve enjoyed for the last few months. And, we’ve worked off a few accumulated calories hiking the miles of trails here. I’ve used our free time updating Bullwinkle’s Travels with posts about our September travels to Monett, Lake Melvern, Paola and Lawrence. (I'll catch up...someday!) Tomorrow’s forecast is calling for a picture-perfect day to go over the river and through the woods to the Louisiana plantation where we’re looking forward to spending our first-ever Cajun Christmas.

So, what’s the matter?

One stupid word.

I’ve spotted it several times lately. Each time it raises my blood pressure at least a point. This morning, it took me over the edge. So, I’ve decided to do something about it.

And, what is this offensive word?

“Moochdocking”

This neologism has recently emerged in the RVing blogging community. You won’t find it in any dictionary, but I think it means “parking and staying in your RV on the property of a family member or friend”. It appears to be rooted in another term that has become part of the RVing lexicon: Boondocking. That’s another made-up word that basically means free camping without hookups. Some “boondockers” actually go out in the boonies. Others are simply camped in a Walmart parking lot.

While the term boondocking is not always technically accurate, it’s harmless. Moochdocking, however, is another story.

Let’s get down to the root. Dictionary.com offers the following definitions for the verb form of the slang word “mooch”:

1. to borrow without intending to return or repay.
2. to get or take without paying or at another's expense; sponge.
3. to beg.
4. to steal.

At the risk of sounding like a ranting word geek, I checked another source: UrbanDictionary.com. This is the place where real people offer up descriptions of what they actually mean when they choose a particular word.

And, how do they define the word “mooch”? Here’s a sampling of the most popular entries, which use it as a noun:

* A scab or freeloader.
* Someone who wants something for free...someone who takes and takes and never gives back.
* A person who wants other people to pay his way.
* Someone who leeches off other people.

Now, is your average RVer who parks for free in a family member or friend’s driveway a scab, freeloader or leech? Of course not! Are they parked there to beg, borrow or steal? I don’t think so! Especially this time of year, these RVers are likely just wanting to be close enough to family and friends to be part of holiday feasts and festivities. After all, that’s one of the best benefits of this mobile lifestyle. And, chances are these RVers come bearing gifts and are most grateful for a convenient parking spot.

Then, why, dear readers, would this wonderful community adopt a term with such derogatory roots to describe this fun-loving activity?

My best guess is that someone, somewhere thought it sounded clever or cute, without thinking about its meaning. Then, others heard it. And, thinking it was nifty, they used it, too. And, so it went until this morning, when I reached the point where I just couldn’t take it anymore.

My criticism here is not of the act. We’re all for parking as close as we can to where the action is. Along our fulltiming journey, two of our very dear friends have offered us a place to park on their property. One couple even installed 50 amp service at their place just for us! To share your home with family and friends is in itself so generous. To welcome a heavy, moose-size box on wheels on to your place is an especially kind gesture.

No, my problem is with the word. When our friends have offered our moose a spot, we accepted their gift humbly. We were grateful to be close enough to hang out without worrying about things like traffic or when a campground gate might close. And, sure, it’s always nice to save a buck or two when we can. But, were we “mooching” off our dear friends? Certainly not! And, the last thing we would want would be for our friends, or anyone else, to think we were.

How do you think Aunt Gladys would react if she heard her niece or nephew refer to “moochdocking” at her place?

It doesn’t sound so good, does it?

My request of my fellow bloggers is simply to mean what you say. If you really are sponging off your friends and family, then use the word “moochdocking” and we’ll all know what you mean. And, if you’re not just looking for other people to pay your way, then please don’t use that one stupid word.

There. I feel better.

We ❤ State Parks

Greetings from McKinney Falls State Park in Austin, Texas.

Our Southern Migration Friends and Food Frenzy continues! Since arriving on Monday, we've met up with friends Steve and Cathy and our Iowa buddies Gary and Francile here in Austin this week. Yesterday, we ventured south to New Braunfels to reconnect with fellow fulltiming buddies Deb and Rod over a very tasty lunch buffet. It's been great to see everyone. And, as always, we look forward to the next chance to reconnect with these good people on the road. As much as we love the places we visit, the people we get to spend time with are the absolute best!

Between our fun fests, we've really enjoyed our time here at McKinney Falls State Park. It's just one of the many gems in the Texas State Parks system. This oasis of peace, quiet, green space, wildlife and plenty of Texas live oak trees is just 20 minutes from downtown Austin. But, it feels much farther away. With 50 amp electric, water, 3G cell service, satellite and plenty of HD over the air, we have just about all the comforts of home. (And, there's a dump station on the way out.) Our nearest neighbor is about 100 yards away, which is about 10 times farther away than our nearest neighbor in our last stop in the metroplex. There are about six miles of hiking trails around this place, and we've enjoyed about half of them. (We'd take advantage of more if it would only stop raining!) We've watched deer pass by our place every morning and evening. It's all a welcome break from our 50 amp paved RV park life.

Now, don't get us wrong. If you build a fancy schmanzy concrete RV "resort" with wide interior roads, level concrete pads, full hookups, wifi, cable and swanky landscaping, we will come. But, every now and again we're noticing we like to get back to nature. And, we've discovered that many state parks fill that bill.

We visited our first Texas State Park last March when we stopped by Davis Mountain State Park in the west Texas oasis of Ft. Davis. When we checked in, the enthusiastic ranger convinced us to buy a Texas State Park Pass. For just $70, we could visit all of the Texas State Parks we wanted without having to pay the $5 per person (or so) day pass fee for the next 12 months. Since we were planning to spend five or six nights at Ft. Davis that benefit alone had us ready to sign on the dotted line. An added benefit was a 50% discount on the second night of our next four stays at a Texas park. We weren't sure we'd be able to take advantage of that. But, when we were heading to Austin and found McKinney Falls, we decided check out the place.

It's all good!

So far, we've stayed at State Parks in three states. In our native Kansas, we spent a night at Hillsdale Lake State Park while we messed with our refrigerator repair. Like our experience in Fort Davis, that stay offered a spacious site with lots of green space and a few well-placed trees. While passing through Colorado a couple of years ago, we were fortunate to snag a space for a few nights at the very popular (and beautiful) Cherry Creek State Park near Denver. The way we look at it, to have a spot to call home that's close to nature and just minutes from the city is the best of both worlds.

We like it!

We'll be a bit sad to head out of this gorgeous spot on Sunday. But, a few hours later, we'll find ourselves in another Texas State Park. This time we'll be on the eastern edge of the state on our way to our holiday spot in Louisiana. We've never been to Village Creek State Park before. But, we have a feeling we're going to like it.

With parks in three states under our belts, we're wondering. What are your favorite state parks?

Curious minds want to know!