An RV’ers year has four seasons. Two of them require us to be in a climate that’s survivable in a travel trailer: not so cold that our off-the-ground plumbing in endangered, and not so hot that we need to run the air conditioner too much. The third season, September to Christmas spent working for Amazon, makes the fourth one possible: The Travel Season!
Today finds us in Chicot State Park. Lunch was some excellent boudin from Teet’s Food Store in downtown Ville Platte, LA. When asked what to eat it with (thinking of eggs, spinach salad, or a baguette?) the butcher replied “Your hands.” The checkout clerk suggested “some crackas”. We enjoyed it with Dijon mustard, with our hands. Saturday we’ll have Bloody Marys at Fred’s Lounge, also with our hands, and Sunday we’ll be on our way to Austin to visit our son Bret and his bride Allison. We hope to get weather appropriate for shining up the end caps and topsides of our Airstream. That will complete our scheduled repair work this year, heralding commencement of the Travel Season.
Big Bend National Park will be our first destination, and we hope to get there in late February. Then we move on across New Mexico where we hope to find some of that excellent green chile cuisine on our way to Nogales, Sonora, Mexico. We’ll be dental and optical tourists on foot there, right across the border from Nogales, AZ.
I can’t be this close to Phoenix in March without catching a Spring Training game or two in Sunrise or Peoria. Then, even though it’s a bit early, we will see the Grand Canyon from the rim. Then comes our Sandstone Springtime where we visit National Parks called Bryce, Canyonlands, Zion, and Capitol Reefs. The calendar should now be in May, safely past the last snow in Colorado. And there we will spend most of the summer, moving from one Forest Service campground to another running on generator power.
It sounds like a lot of work, and it is. I’ll need to find affordable campgrounds, plan a route complete with reasonable 150 mile drives, and mix in visits to Wal-Mart for provisions and an occasional cheap night on the road. But don’t you know, everybody says retirement is tough.