Class C rvs are wonderful in many ways.
A disadvantage, however, is you have to unhook your power cord and water hose, lift the stabilizer jacks, pull up the steps, and remove the levelers and chocks before you can go to the store for groceries. And then, of course, put it all back when you return. Fellow camper Bridget has a Minnie Winnie, so I invite her to join the crew and me on a trip to Walmart in the PTV. She appreciates the chance.
I have three important purchases to make.
First Bridget helps me pick out an electric ceramic heater (Sunbeam). She has had one a long time and recommends it. Next I pick out a 4-quart Crockpot and the ingredients for chicken stew. Last I get a 12volt charger for my Samsung phone.
I now have South Dakota plates and registrations for the PTV and the Casita!
We stop at the Elephant Butte post office on the way back to the campground. After finding the plates and registrations in my bundle of mail, I find a check for $600, a refund on my homeowner’s insurance! Then I find a bill from the dermatologist in Georgia. Of course the bill is larger than the refund.
The Casita is like a giant crockpot!
I start the chicken stew around nine this morning. By noon the entire Casita smells like chicken, onions, celery, carrots, and potatoes. Spike goes nuts! He sits below the kitchen area whining and fussing. I should have opened a window and turned on the Fantastic fan to blow air out a lot sooner than I did. I put them in their suits and we go for a long walk up to Lion’s Beach campground. There are a few sailboats on the lake. The wind has died down to slight breezes.
I learn a lot from the camp host there.
I ask Mary Lou a zillion questions. She has fulltimed for five years, starting a year after her husband died. Her pick-up pulls a 33-foot travel trailer with a large solar panel on top (She couldn’t remember how large, but she lived in the Nevada desert for six weeks and had plenty of electricity). Sometimes she can’t stay at a campground because her trailer is too long.
I ask her where she spends the winter and she says, “I stay right here. My pipes are heated and I put heat tape, insulation, and gorilla tape on the water hose.” She’s in Elephant Butte for three months or so and then travels about nine months of the year. She already has the next nine-month travel time planned.
I don’t even know where I’ll be next week!
The chicken stew came out great (anybody can cook with a crockpot) and yes, Bridget and Spike got their share of chicken. I want to continue living here.