We're RV'ing Again and we're still in the flow

First, here is the sunset on the first evening back in Boulder as we look out over the foothils to the Rocky Mountains.

We have been camping at the airport hanger of our friends in Boulder since Tuesday. This is the place where the RV has been stored since we left it there in June to head back home for tammy and Matt's wedding and a few other things. When we got up yesterday morning we knew and decided that it was time to hit the road again and to complete the daunting task of packing the RV with all of the stuff that we had taken out two months ago so that while we were back East so that our friends from out West could use the motor home for some vacations of their own. They were planning on taking the RV for a month long trip up to Washington and Oregon. But since one of their major construction projects was just busting into reality it became impossible for them to take the full contiguous month off. They did take ot for a couple of week long trips to Wyoming and had great fun. So, as it turned out it really was not necessary for us to have removed all of our items to make all of the basement and closet space available for them. But it did give us an opportunity to clear out and reorganize everything that we had loaded in the RV back last December. We took some things home and the rest got stored on a metal rack system within the hanger while we were gone.

At 9:30, Megan began by unloading all our items from the rack and and placing them piece by piece on to a furniture moving dolly, that she had placed a piece of plywood on top of for a platform. She did this because we were not able to easily carry the things from the rack to the RV, which I had moved from its side of the hanger, camping location, to its front of the hanger loading location. Jasper had taken care of opening the huge twelve foot high by fifty foot long doors as he loves to do via the electric motors with the five sets of cable winches that lift this crazy heavy door with ease. Megan, through numerous trips, was rolling the loaded goods on the dolly under the rear and main wings of the twin engine plane that is parked in the hanger, that belongs to our friends here in Boulder. She would roll it out close to the parked RV and drop it off to go back for another load while I began sorting and loading the variety of goods, tools and equipment that we had previously deemed necessary for this one year journey. We brought a lot of stuff and amazingly we have used most of it during the trip at one time or another.

You just have to take a look at, enlarge the picture by clicking on it, at the back of the RV. We, for sure, look like Jed and Jethro and the rest of the familyhitting the road for a better future. A good deal of my time was spent just installing this precarious load that dangles and somewhat innocuously follows behind the motor wherever we go. The one thing that made me feel better about MY load was that I passed an RV yesterday, traveling in the opposite direction that was towing a car behind it and a sailboat behind the car. We just look more white trashy then they did.

Once loaded, a mere five hours later, at 2:30 we sat down for a quick lunch before launching ourselves on route to the Northwest corner of the US for the very first time. We were done eating and ready to roll by 2:45 and it just gets cute from here for a few minutes. AS we pulled away from the hanger, I chortled loudly, "Here we Go!" Michaela started clapping. A few seconds later she was up whispering in Jasper's ear, who was sitting in the front seat, something that they both apparently agreed to, based on the wide smiles on both of their faces. They got very and uncharacteristically quiet and just kept grinning as I slowly meandered my way around the rest of the hangers and made it out to the airport exit road to the stop light before entering the main city road that would lead us out to the highway, out of Colorado and into Wyoming for the night. As the light turned green and I began my right turn and maneuvering the large, fully loaded vehicle out onto the street the kids, in unison gave us all a standing ovation, showing how happy they were to be on the road and embarking on the next part of our trip. It made me smile from the heart to know they were excited to be on the trip and paying attention and being a part of it in their sweet way. Later on in the late evening before we actually got to Casper, WY, Jazz came up and was sitting the the passenger seat quietly and I turned and asked him what he thought the best part of the day was. He looked at me thought for a few seconds and said, "getting back on the road." I told him, "Me Too!"

By 4 o'clock we were onto the real exciting adventure for the day and the subject of the next blog entry. See ya then.