the clock is ticking

stopwatchAin’t Leo broke the news today that she will either start working three days per week next month — or she will retire at the end of August. She’s giving the firm a chance to step up to the plate and is, in her normal fashion, more than fair.

Her stress levels have been rising and her health has been dropping. I am pleased that she has come to this decision without any prompting from me. I’ll tell ya, Lil Harry and I are looking forward to more time with her at home — or at the campground.

All of that is the long way of saying that the clock is ticking on the full-timing journey. Now comes the adventure of sorting through all of our “anchors” that are holding us to the house. Time to sort, sell, donate and cull. Then comes getting the house on the market.

We’ve already been shopping for a new rig. We are pretty heavy into the idea of a fifth wheel, but we still haven’t ruled out a Class A Diesel Pusher. From a personal standpoint, I like the floorplans and livability of the fifth wheel. Ain’t Leo is still on the fence. Either way, we all know that I will be “drivin’ Miss Daisy.”

The current leader of the pack is the Forest River Cardinal 3550RL. Thirty-eight feet of RV goodness. Four door fridge, 42″ flat screen in the LR, 32″ in the BR, automatic levelers, huge basement, large tanks for boondocking, and all the other goodies that she could desire. Plus a big recliner for me and Lil Harry so we can watch TV when we’re not out hiking.

We are also thinking of selling the kayak and getting one of the high end inflatable kayaks. They have a really rugged hull – much like the Zodiacs we used in SF. I want mine to be a bright color, though. I’ve had enough of camo and stealth black. I’m now officially entering the land of old coots with my eyes wide open. WooHoo!!

We’ll keep you posted as things progress. Wish us luck and many happy trails. Looking forward to camping with many of you soon.

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1 comment to the clock is ticking

  • My fondest chhildood memories are growing up on Lookout Mountain in Sand Rock, Alabama. The man who owned what is now Cherokee Rock Village would take me and other neighborhood children to pick up rocks. The road to the top was not much wider than a trail. We would have a blast climbing the rocks (long before rock climbing became popular in these parts), and hiking the paths that overlooked Weiss Lake. Wow, is all I remember thinking! We managed to get a lot of work done too. Little River Canyon Mouth Park, Cashes Lake and Yellow Creek are other places where I spent hot summers swimming and exploring. I remember taking off with a few other friends to explore the falls at Yellow Creek around noon and not figuring out where we were at until well after dark. Our parents were upset but they knew we were okay and would find our way home or someone that knew the family. Young explorers were we!I have many great memories of where I grew up. It is truly a blessing to be connected to nature. My passion for the outdoors has led me to be an advocate for the environment. I now teach in the outdoors with an organization my husband founded in 2008. We get to help plant memories in children today or rekindle a fire in adults who have been disconnected from nature. I share my life with my husband Billy and three wonderful daughter’s, Haven, Caitlyn, and Ellie. We live a the foot of Lookout Mountain in Fort Payne, Alabama. Our organization, One World Adventure Company is a grassroots 501(c)3 that provides Outdoor Education programs to local youth and families. Life is good! 10 months ago

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