I’d like to interrupt this RV Travel Blog to share a bit of introspection on the concept of a “Path.” For the third time today, the word “Path” was used in conversation with me. Although this is a common word, and I probably hear it daily without thinking of it, today I heard “Path” three times before noon. It’s as though a quiet voice is whispering, “Pay attention.”
It’s cloudy, cool and breezy in Ohio. I am sitting on my deck huddled in a chair with my tablet on my lap and my dog at my exposed, blue-tinted feet. I am cold (but not freezing) and I should stop to put some socks on. But I don’t want disturb my groove. I am officially inspired. I hate to say it, but it’s been a while since I felt inspired to write.
For my final photo of the challenge, I wanted to share this image of a penny. It’s not just any penny, it is one of a series of pennies and dimes that have appeared at my house over the past few years during difficult times in my life. There are a couple of schools of thought on the source of these found coins, one of which is that my children and husband are absentmindedly dropping a single coin in random, strange places. This is certainly possible. Another thought is that the coins are messages from those in the afterlife. Yikes!
Hi, I’m Chris. For the past few years, my family and I have absolutely loved spending time together in Bessie the RV. Like most first-time RVers, we’ve had lots of great experiences (and a few not-so-great moments) along the way.
This spring will mark our third year of RVing. Although we wouldn’t qualify for a “RV Blackbelt” just yet, we are definately “Newbie Ninjas.” We’ve learned a lot in the past couple of years and have some helpful insights to share, particularly for those who are just getting started in their RV journey.
I captured this shot recently at Mosquito Lake State Park while my husband, Ted, fished at the waterfront under an almost full moon. I love the mood and movement in this one. Ted caught a Bass a moment after I snapped this photo.
My daughter is the subject of the third photo in the challenge. I captured this moment while camping at Taughannock State Park. I love how the sun shines so brightly above her and illuminates her hair and skin. It’s the embodiment of how I’ve always perceived my daughter – bright, sunny, warm.
This is my son. He goes through phases of dressing in wild get-ups for the sheer joy of making himself (and everyone around him) crack up. I captured this moment as I pulled into the garage after work and he greeted me at my door. It reminds me of a photo album cover from the 70’s. Maybe Frank Zappa?
I’m not exactly Daniel Boone when it comes to cooking over a fire. I much prefer to cook my family’s meals inside of our small but comfortable RV kitchen or outside on an electric skillet. After more than my share of unevenly cooked food, burns and borderline asphyxiation, I am determined to master campfire cooking this camping season.
My first photo is a shot of my loving, anxious dog, Hairy Barry, who I’ve written about in the Hairy Barry Chronicles. I captured The Hairy Dude as he took a break from watching the kids out the window of the RV and rested his adorable head on the table.