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En-Route
This is completely trivial and unimportant to most people but it's kind of interesting in it's own way. I've been on this board since the beginning and the discussion has vaguely been bumped into on occasion here so quite a few of you know that I live in a motorhome and am known in the RV community as a Fulltimer.
I have not stayed overnight in a house, hotel, barn, hangar, dog house, bear cave, or anything other than my motorhome or a tent since day one when I moved into the motorhome at the end of October 2006. I have no physical address to call home other than my license plate number where ever it happens to be at any given moment which is about as consistent as a random number generator..and my photography will put me on the road for about 300 days a year once I get the business going next summer. I've done everything between pleasant clear skies, monster scary thunderstorms, hail and lightning like you wouldn't believe, 105F and 100% humidity, snow up to the eyeballs blizzards and sub zero temperatures down to -25F for weeks on end, broadside winds in excess of 60mph while parked, scary broadside winds while moving. I've stayed in weird places and other places so beautiful you don't want to leave. I've met the greatest most totally reliable and supportive friends I've ever had because they, just like me, live this way because it's who we are and wouldn't have it any other way.
What's the point of all this? Well, today is consecutive camping day number 1000. Pretty neat huh? Or maybe nuttier than squirrel poop... The next update will be on day number 2000.
Peace out,
Frank. (Nomad)
I have not stayed overnight in a house, hotel, barn, hangar, dog house, bear cave, or anything other than my motorhome or a tent since day one when I moved into the motorhome at the end of October 2006. I have no physical address to call home other than my license plate number where ever it happens to be at any given moment which is about as consistent as a random number generator..and my photography will put me on the road for about 300 days a year once I get the business going next summer. I've done everything between pleasant clear skies, monster scary thunderstorms, hail and lightning like you wouldn't believe, 105F and 100% humidity, snow up to the eyeballs blizzards and sub zero temperatures down to -25F for weeks on end, broadside winds in excess of 60mph while parked, scary broadside winds while moving. I've stayed in weird places and other places so beautiful you don't want to leave. I've met the greatest most totally reliable and supportive friends I've ever had because they, just like me, live this way because it's who we are and wouldn't have it any other way.
What's the point of all this? Well, today is consecutive camping day number 1000. Pretty neat huh? Or maybe nuttier than squirrel poop... The next update will be on day number 2000.
Peace out,
Frank. (Nomad)
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