Frugal RVing In South States - Ebooks
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Power Resolved :-)
Friday, May 29, 2009
Power Issues, and Carbon Monoxide Detectors
Thursday, May 28, 2009
The Test of the Blue Boy
Today I got my first opportunity to test out the blue boy. For those unfamiliar with the term, it is a generic term for a device that is used for hauling sewer when you are at a site without individual connections for waste disposal.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Slightly Longer Landing
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Guzoo
Entry into the Darker Side of RVing
We had some free time yesterday, so I went on the roof to confirm that the kayaks were secure, and in the process discovered that the removable ladder on the back of the rig lost one of its anchors. We should be able to order a new one though, but the bigger discovery was that the bikes had an unwanted visitation.
We figure it must have happened in Revelstoke as it was the only place where we left the rig site until now. Also, when we were setting up, the neighbour across the way seemed particularly interested in our goings on. I just assumed it was because we were definitely pulling off the look of first timers, retracing our steps and redoing and adjusting settings with the inefficiency of rookies. I ignored it.
We decided to unbag the bikes and take them down since we are here for 4 days. We were disappointed to see that the rack that was rated for 500 pounds had bent down a bit, but the roads were in rather rough repair state. Ken will weld a reinforcement for it in Cereal, but the biggest upset was noticing that his helmet which was in the basket wasn’t there.
I figured it must have bounced off, though it baffled me how. Nonetheless, the ladder clamp had shaken off, I suppose it is possible...
Then we took mine down. My helmet was actually chained into its basket, so it should be fine. .... And I’m sure it was safe in the basket...and likely in the same location as Ken’s was. I had used heavy duty electrical tie wraps to secure the milk crate to the rack at the back as I had on Ken’s bike. Ken’s basket was just as secure as it had been when I fastened it, but my basket was gone, and therefore the helmet as well. As my bike was on the inside, it was less exposed, and even if the basket had shaken off, it would have likely snagged on the rack or ladder.
It seems our curious neighbour found a five finger discount on helmets, then left the next morning. So we are out about $550 between the 2 of them. There is no point in submitting an insurance claim as that would cover about $50 after the deductable.
The lesson seems to point to not putting the weather bags on them while travelling. That way, with visibility, any impropriety would have been discovered sooner. Bagged, we were a full 3 days past before we noticed their absence.
As we can’t afford to replace them properly, and since we see bikers riding around with helmets that look like starched Yamahas, and since we are only going to use them for short jaunts, we have decided to get good bicycle helmets. We aren’t happy about it, but until we can set aside the money to buy proper ones, we can’t ride without something.
The sad thing is that we probably look like people made of money with the trucks and sundry, but what isn’t seen is that it is the total sum of our possessions, and we, like most other people live from cheque to cheque. Our savings went into Spirit so that we could safely travel, and it was saved for exactly that purpose.
So many people in the community of RV travellers are awesome people who are co-operative and wonderful helpful instant friends. But there are always the exceptions, and we just met one of them, it seems. :-(
We refuse to let it kick us down though. Today is another day. So with that, I bid you,
Adieu
Friday, May 22, 2009
Landed in Three Hills
21 May 2009
We didn’t check the timing, but we casually pulled out of Bow Valley Park Campground around 11, and pulled in to Three Hills around 3. We were originally going to stay 2 nights in the Kananaskis area, but due to the coolness and the lack of water and sewer, we decided to push on. At least in Three Hills, even if the water wasn’t on yet (which it was) we would still have sewer, and 30 amp power. Also, where we left, it was $20 for the night plus $6 for power at 15 amps, and $6 for water, had there been any. Here it is $25 for power, water, sewer, and we are teetering on the brink of WiFi (again, Murphy hangs around, so it should be up and running in 4 days – in time for our departure).
The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the rain is holding off, and the temperature seems to be holding around 12oC. We are going to leave at the same time we were planning, so now we are here for 4 days.
One thing that is a worthwhile stop in this area if you like zoos, is called the Guzoo. It is a unique place that has exotic wild cats, lions, descented skunks, camels, buffalo. When we went there a couple years ago, there were lion cubs that one could actually go in and interact with under supervision of the curator / keeper. We will likely skip it on this run, but I will attach some of the shots from that trip. On a post shortly. (I have to pull them from my external hard drive which is not where my wifi connection is.)
Mostly we are here to visit family.
Anyway, I shall check out for now, so I will bid you,
Adieu
The Grey Area of Sewers
May 21
When we bought the rig we were given a tiny bit of coaching from the dealership on how to run the various systems. Most of the advice was based on the assumption that we knew something about RVing – which we didn’t.
So the advice we were given about the sewers was that if you are without hook-ups, when you go to dump, you just drain the black water first, then you drain the grey water, and it will flush out the black water tank. We mistakenly took this to mean that the grey water actually physically ran through the black tank and flushed it out.
I discovered over the last couple days of hook-up and disconnect, that it actually has a separate pipe that although it outlets in the same spot, it is more of a T junction. Therefore, you can drain the grey without draining the black. Also, the black tank can and due to Murphy input, will drain into the output pipe if you forget to reseal the black water valve even though the grey made the waters flow relatively clear. (We had an apologetic cleanup to do, but lesson learned.) To properly flush the black tank, you must physically pour water into the toilet or use the flush valve that some rigs have on the outside where your standard hoop-ups are found.
Growing up, most of us at one point or another have heard the famous “Momism” of, “Be sure to put on clean underwear in case you are in an accident!.....” From that colourful imagery, you can move forward to a similar vein, one can draw a parallel wise suggestion, “Always dump your black water before you set out on any journey.” You may ask why be so fussy? Well....
My parents’ misfortune was to take their motorhome down to the Baja in Mexico. They were on a narrow winding road where their side was a sheer cliff up, and the other side was a slightly less sheer cliff down. As they were rounding the bend, a vehicle in the oncoming lane crossed to their side (cutting the corner) and forced them into the wrong lane as well. In so doing, they tipped, and rolled down the bank (fortunately they were unharmed). As Dad put it, it turned a motorhome into a flatdeck in 5 seconds flat. .....When recovering their possessions to take back home, the state of said posessions accentuated the reasons for this given wisdom. (and they crowd let out a resounding EEEWWWWWW!!!)
And so endeth the lesson, which will bring me to bidding you
Adieu
Alberta Bound
We have arrived at Bow Valley Park Campground at around 3:30 local time, having left Revelstoke just past the stroke of 9. (As we crossed the time line, that makes it actually 2:30) so we made good time.
We did do a bit of jockeying about. We changed sites as we are bigger, taller, and wider (in spite heads up notice) than expected, and finally wound up in a pull through – oh, and it is snowing, but the temperature is still decent, hovering around the upper side of 0oC. (I am attaching a video, but ignore the sounds, it is the TV in the background)
We were supposed to have water, but the snow is pre-empting that amenity. They do have a hose on at what they call the comfort spot where we filled the fresh water holding tank. It is stale, having never been used in our year and a half ownership of this ark, but we have plenty of potable water in the fridge. We are also on 15 amp service, and being used to 50 amp, we are doing a bit of semi-boondocking. (Be reasonable, now – technically we are still rookies) We are using the holding tanks for the first time, and afterall, we are on less power than if we cranked over the genset, so I feel justified in the semi-boondock statement :-)
Again, the windows present a really refreshing change, as you can see:
Fog has socked the mountains in now, but they were a sight to behold, and it still beats the paved plot, sardine stack of some sites.
It changed from fog to mountains view and back a couple times through the night.
Reflecting back on the trip from Revelstoke to the Kananaskis region, I come to a new train of thought...
I have often heard Highway 1 crossers complain that the Roger’s Pass is treacherous. It is steep in places, and winds a bit, but from my assessment, even with the improvement recently made just East of Golden, I would call the Kicking Horse Pass far and above the challenges of Roger’s. Even so, Highway 3 – the Southern pass is the one to avoid even moreso. It actually switches back on itself numerous times. I think the Anichrist East of Osoyoos is the worst of it, but continuing south it does it a few times as well.
And with these thoughts, I bid you,
Adieu
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Revelstoke at a glance
Monday, May 18, 2009
Touch Down!!
Friday, May 15, 2009
3,......2,.....1,.....lift off!!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
The Fall In The Spring :-(
I think the factors most influential on the defeat of our brave deciduous friend was that between his beautiful full foliage, the sap that fed it, and the nasty winds we have encountered over the last few days, the tiny remaining trunk had about all it could bear, and then some. I must admit that we were aggrieved at the sight....
The wind nearly blocked our route home it was so stong in our faces.... but we made it. :-)
Then we hankered down against the weather, and had an indoor day. Not much else for the day, so I bid you,
Adieu