RV Remodel

rv-rem-2*&%%#$@ roller shades!  There are three around the dinette in the RV.  They are not attractive and only one works.  You know, how to just pull it a little and it retracts.  These don’t.  They just get longer and longer.  And they have water stains.  The valences around them are upholstered and ugly.  Time for a change.  My first real remodel on the RV.

Here are ‘before’ photos.
rv-rem-1I’m going with curtains with tie-backs.  Simple (I hope).  I have a fabric stash, so I start there.  What better material for dinette curtains than old linen table cloths?  They’re heavy (for privacy) and bright (for light).

Taking down the shades and valences took some time.  And then all the accessories attached to the underside of the cabinets.  The bottom of the overhead cabinets are thin board covered with fake wood print on cellophane-like material.  It’s cracked, torn, and hanging down in places.  So that’s why I’m painting under the cabinets.  The previous owner had a paper plate holder, a napkin holder, two TV cables, a fan, and two unidentified electronic boxes attached.  They all had to come down.  And holes had to be patched.

There’s not much square footage to paint, but sure a lot of borders and trim to mask.  I chose a turquoise paint.  Hoping for a retro look.  The outside of the RV is white with turquoise.

Here are the results.

Cochiti Lake RV Trip (Part Two)

cl-cassie-cottonwoods-road(You can see Part One here.)
On Thursday we walked to the cottonwoods again.  I wanted to try to get a photo of the beavers’ tail smacks.  After many photos of the splash, I finally tried a video.  I did get it, but I need to practice the technique.  I was bit shaky.   The hill climb back was tough.  I don’t usually do this long a hike everyday – this was the third day in a row.  Cassie loves it.  It would be a recliner day for me.

I started reading “Visual Intelligence” by Amy Herman.  Although I considered myself to be fairly observant, I’m becoming aware of what I’m not seeing.  Her workshops are often presented to law enforcement – makes me think of everything like a witness!  What did I see?  What can I remember?  She also writes about ‘inattentional blindness’ where we don’t see what’s right in front cl-frog-beetleof us.  I took a photo of a roadkill frog (don’t ask why).  It was only when I was back at the RV and looking through all the photos that I notices a big beetle on the frog.  Never saw it when I took the picture.  I decided I needed to read Herman’s book carefully.

I hadn’t done any writing except this journal.  I was hoping to get some genealogy and other blog posts done.  It seemed so far away.  I’m barely interested in the genealogy anymore.  It feels like a bit of a burden to share this information.  But it would be a shame not to – I did so much work to collect it.  Also my meditation has suffered here.  Never even thought about it until today.  I found the driver’s seat is a good meditation spot.  Cassie waits patiently in her co-pilots seat.

cl-deerOn Friday we walked farther – to the second group of cottonwoods.  I saw one deer – luckily Cassie did not see it.  This was an easy three-mile hike – except for that last quarter mile up the boat ramp.  I was tired and happy.  I figured I won’t walk there on a Saturday morning – too many folks coming in for the weekend.

Spending this much time in the RV had me thinking of small improvements.  I have too much stuff on the other side of the table – on that seat.  I could move the clothes storage to the foot of the bed – lots of room there.  And make a thinner bolster for the dinette seats.  They are thick because they are the mattress if this is made into a bed, but I don’t do that.  If the bolster were thinner, there would be more room on the seat and I would be more comfortable reading.  I’ve been using recycled plastic bags for trash.  That’s okay for a day or two, but I need a decent closed container for these longer trips.  I decided I want a curtain to hide the sleeping area.  These are just small adjustments to make the RV more livable.

cl-raven-flyingI was back in the recliner watching a raven as it perched on a leafless tree over the overlook.  It was a long way away but could make a nice photo especially if I could get it when it flies away.  I tried to hold the focus (shutter pressed halfway) but my hand shook after a few minutes.  Then the shutter finger tired and fired off a frame or three.  Re-focused and started again.  Finally the raven flew off.  Mediocre photo, but at least I was persistent.

My treat tonight: Ritz crackers (really Trader Joe’s fine version) and guacamole.  This was a childhood favorite – maybe the first way I had guacamole.  Heaven.

cl-ccI had kept up with the Facebook and Instagram posts that I wanted to.  I was in an August photo-a-day challenge and missed only a couple.  I’m just learning Instagram (mostly because my granddaughter is on it).  So that became more routine.  I posted on Cassie’s Facebook page (CassieCorgi).  That’s been fun.

cl-parthenonOur Saturday morning walk was to a new area – a picnic area near the entrance.  It was strange.  The gates are locked.  It’s abandoned.  There are maybe 50 shelters with no roofs, but still the tables and grills.  It looked like ruins.  I called it the Parthenon.  Seems they had the roofs removed for repair, but didn’t like the cost, so they closed it.  Beautiful area for picnics.
Today would have been my sister’s wedding anniversary had she stayed married.  No one celebrates it now; I do remember though.  It was back when she and I didn’t know who we were or what we wanted.  And yet, she married – she was 21, it was the time to marry.  That was some of my feeling brought up by the book “So Long Marianne” – young women trying to find their way.  Trying, stumbling, slowly finding the path.  Painfully slow.  My sister died over 20 years ago without really finding her way.  I miss her.

I met the mayor of the city of Cochiti Lake and his wife at the overlook.  His issues sound a lot like our mayor’s issues.

Friends from home arrived Saturday afternoon.  They’ve been touring with their granddaughter.  We took a walk to the old picnic area.  Very nice to have friends nearby.  We were all leaving in the morning.

Planning to leave made a different kind of evening.  I’ve finished both books.  And I was thinking about what needs to be done to set off in the morning.  The leaving had begun.  And I think that’s why this longer trip (7 days) in one place was so nice.  It takes the driving day to settle in.  And the last day is taken up with thoughts of leaving.  Good to have lots of days in between for me.

Nice relaxed Sunday morning.  Time to sit with my friends.  Time to say goodbye to neighbors.

Cochiti Lake with the Sandia Mountains in the distance - Albuquerque is at the foot of the mountains.

Cochiti Lake with the Sandia Mountains in the distance – Albuquerque is at the foot of the mountains.

It was almost all interstate driving, but traffic was light.  I drive about 60 mph in the RV – the slowest driver on the freeway.  Getting through Albuquerque was easy – no extra lane changes.  I don’t like those.  I think I need better mirrors.

South of Socorro and just an hour from home we stopped so Cassie could get out for a few minutes.  The wind was picking up.  It wasn’t terrible, but this is a fairly high profile vehicle so the wind was noticed.  Especially as the road goes across arroyos.  Sheltered by road cuts, there’s no wind and then as the road goes through a canyon, the gusts hit.  Off and on all the way.  So I drove a little slower.  There was almost no traffic here anyway.

Along this stretch a truck pulling a fine Shasta trailer passed.  Even I can recognize them – vintage “canned ham” trailers with the wings on the back corners.  It looked immaculate.  When I got off at the Truth or Consequences exit, that trailer was at the gas station.  I pulled in to talk with the folks.  Turns out the trailer is brand new – they are making a limited edition re-issue – same retro style with modern updates in appliances and plumbing.  It was beautiful.  I’d like to have it to camp in, but I don’t want to have to tow it or set it up alone.

While we talked about their trailer, their 8 year old son captured a highly rated Pokemon – only his second capture ever.  They were all very surprised to find such a good one here.  This was my first experience with Pokemon hunters.  I had no idea what they were talking about.

Another mile and we were home.  It was a fine trip and we were happy to be back.  I’m already thinking about that next trip.  Try to get to Heron Lake?  Or maybe El Malpais?

Rockhound State Park

Here it is nearly the end of the year and I haven’t written about my short trip in the RV in November.  I’d better get these thoughts down before the next trip.  Try to learn from one before embarking on the next.  And I do learn – about the RV and about myself.

I had decided I wanted to head towards Pancho Villa State Park in Columbus, New Mexico, near the Mexican border.  And I thought I’d stay only a night and go somewhere towards Arizona for a night and then take a couple of days to get back home.
rh pecans
It had been six weeks since my first trip – I’d forgotten some of the basics.  Forgot to secure the big water jug and it hit the floor.  Water everywhere.  I wasn’t far from home so I went back.  Needed dry towels, a different rug and more drinking water.  My attitude was slipping.  I like early starts, but realized they are not required.  Just go when I’m ready.  Avoiding the interstate, I took Highway 185 south going through Palomas, Caballo, Arrey, and Garfield to Hatch.
rh cotton
I was grumpy.  I wondered if, after all the money I’d spent, if this was the right vehicle.  It sure isn’t as agile as my Xterra – much harder to find places to stop or to turn around to go back for a photo.  And I do that a lot.  Why did I want to do this?  But then I did stop to take photos.  There, that’s better.  I’m happy when I’m taking pictures.  And I enjoy the leisurely driving.  Just push those awkward questions away and enjoy looking at the scenery.  It was harvest time for red chiles and for cotton along the Rio Grande.  Pecans were just ripening, to be picked in December.
rh chiles
This was Cassie’s longest drive – about three hours.  She was okay with it.  I was a little tired – what with the two starts, the water clean-up, and the bad attitude.  Bad attitudes are exhausting.  So I decided I would go to Rockhound State Park near Deming – it is a little closer.  As soon as I turned onto a road that was new to me, I perked up.
rh slope view
Found a nice spot in the non-electric section (dry camping).  I still wasn’t ready to do hook-ups.  I had ordered a surge protector, but it hadn’t arrived.  I was mainly testing the propane system on this trip.  I mean, it had been tested and was fine, but I needed to learn how to use it.
rh camp view
Rockhound camp sites are on a slope with a great view to the west.  Not many folks in my section.  The hook-up section was nearly full.  Nice showers and toilets.  And trails with rocks to gather.
I turned on the propane.  The fridge started right up.  Cassie and I went for a walk.  The walks are important after hours in the RV.  I chucked the plan of staying only one night.  I don’t want to drive every day (note to self: remember that).  It takes some time to relax.

rh thrasherAfter finding a camp site and talking a walk, the questions about this being the right vehicle just evaporated.  I thought just give this RV a year or 15 trips.  Something substantial.  And then ask the questions.  Give it a chance.   I felt good.  Slept well.  In the morning we hiked the longer trail.  Didn’t see anyone else out.  There are benches on the trails – nice to sit and watch the view.  Lots of birds here – a couple of red tail hawks, cactus wrens, and thrashers.

In the afternoon we hiked the shorter trail down to the visitor center.  Met another camper, Frank.  He told me a lot about the electrical system – he’s quite knowlegeable and shares his information nicely.  He camps here and at Pancho Villa a lot.  We talked about Spring Canyon – nearby, but day use only.  The next day he and I hiked Spring Canyon – it’s a beautiful place  We found the spring easily but couldn’t find the trail much beyond it.  Something to go back for.

Sentinels at Spring Canyon.

Sentinels at Spring Canyon.

Frank has a van that is nicely kitted out – many appliances and TV.  He’s full-timer and seems to have the lifestyle down pat.  I hope to see him again in travels in the area.

I’m happy when I’m taking photos and when I’m writing.  Although as I wrote about the day’s events, I started to write about leveling the RV – something I haven’t attempted yet, but need to learn – and slowly my mood started to sink.  I love being in these places and this mindset where I can notice slight changes in mood before they take over!  After writing for a while I realized that I was overwhelmed by all the things I had to learn.  And I was expecting myself to ‘just know’ everything.  I wasn’t letting myself try things, practice, and eventually learn.

Oh, this is a familiar pattern.  I expect myself to ‘get’ PhotoShop lessons right away when it’s obvious I need to practice, practice, practice.  I think when I was younger, things came to me so easily that I didn’t develop the discipline to stick with something difficult.  And now I’m older and have less energy.  I need that discipline.  And with this realization, the tension about the leveling of the RV fades away.  It’s not rocket science.  The way for me to figure things out is to write.

I have the feeling I’ve learned this before.  And will probably have to learn it a few more times.
rv dinetteA quiet evening with a small meal, chamomile tea.  I was sitting inside because of the wind and finding it very cozy.  I encouraged Cassie to sit on the dinette benches at first just to make her as at ease as possible.  So now when I sit there, she was right beside me.  I was very content.

I am happy with my meals – some I made ahead and froze (marinara and a beef stew) with fresh veggies to add.  Eggs in the morning.  Yogurt for dinner.  That part is working well.  Cassie seems to enjoy traveling.  She saw deer and cottontails from her passenger seat – very exciting.

I found a Jonathan Winters quote that fit this trip.  “I couldn’t wait for success, so I went ahead without it.”

Maiden Journey

Setting off for Caballo State Park on Sunday noon, I had my first insight before I was out of town.  I drive better in the RV – slower, with gentle stops and starts.  I’m more relaxed and not in a hurry to get anywhere.  Content.  Cast of characters: me, Cassie (dog), and Dorothy (the RV).

I chose Sunday afternoon because I thought most of the weekend campers would be gone.  I was looking for solitude.  It worked – there were only a couple of other RVs in the dry camping area and none were close to my site.  I hadn’t, however, considered day users.  There were a couple of fisherman along the Rio Grande and a dozen folks at a birthday picnic two tables down.  The kids were in swimming – lots of happy sounds.
rv 1 cassie rv
I backed the RV into a nice space – thought I might get shade in the late afternoon.  Turns out I was facing west – add ‘compass’ to the list.  There was a fire ring and a picnic table near the river.  There was also a huge pile of dog food dumped by the previous tenant.  Obviously it was cheap dog food; Cassie showed no interest in it.  I made a note to clean it up.

cassie in campCassie was fine on the drive down – she chose to sit on the passenger seat.  At the campsite I tied her up – not a common thing for her, but she was happy to sit nearby while I wrote at the picnic table.

There was a chirpy bird in the willow – sounded almost like a ground squirrel warning.  It was small and quick.  It would take some patience and persistence to get a photo.  The chirps echoed off the cliffs across the river to the east.  A little disconcerting.  Then I noticed the interstate noise.  It was about a half mile away to the west and didn’t have a lot of traffic, but that noise also bounced off the cliffs.  Strange.

It was warm – too warm to be in the RV, but very nice outside.  I could have run the air conditioning but don’t like having the generator on – too noisy.  I was happy sitting at the table.  I could hear hawks, but I couldn’t see them.  I watched a couple of carpenter bees – really big ones.  It was a lazy time of day, could be nap time.  Too warm to walk around and the light was very high – not great for photography.  I was enjoying listening.  Paying attention to the sounds, like the cheers and tin whistles from the birthday group.

After a few hours I asked myself if I was bored.  No, but it felt a little as if I were the outside looking in.  I had no desire to be anywhere else.

Went for a short walk along the river.  Cassie loves being in the water – she came out smelly and gritty.  Add ‘more dog towels’ to the list of things to bring next time.  I got some photos of an old wood structure on the far shore – maybe the remnants of a bridge.
wood structure
Sue stopped by for a few minutes.  She had been to a picnic at Percha Dam just down the river.  It was fun to have a visitor.  Our friend Annie was camped nearby – in the electric section of this campground.  Cassie and I walked over to see her while Sue was still here.  Annie has a great solar set-up.  I do aspire to that.  The community among women in RVs is a real bonus.

rv1 cassie riverAfter that walk Cassie cooled off in the river.  She was a wet, gritty mess.  Then after dinner I let her loose and she headed right for it.  Again wet and sandy.

Annie stopped by with her dog Jake.  The dogs played in the river – Jake is better at playing than Cassie is.  She gets threatened a bit and then snarly.  They need more time together.  Annie pointed out a crevice in the cliff where owls have nested.
rv 1 evening
The sun was down.  I headed inside.

Kingfisher Morning

It was a nice night – it cooled off.  And it was really dark – great for watching stars.  Cassie was bit uneasy.  She can’t get up to where I sleep.  She chose to sleep on the passenger seat.  Until the raccoons came.  I never got around to cleaning up that kibble.  There were five raccoons just outside the window – they finished off every bit.  Cassie wasn’t thrilled with their smells and noises.  She would have loved to chase them off, but has no idea that five raccoons would be rather formidable.

I heard an owl for a long time – great way to go back to sleep.

In the early morning there were cottontails, a blue heron, lines of cormorants overhead, and fish jumping in the river.  We took a short walk to the field away from the water.  I could let Cassie run loose there.

View of the RV and cliffs from the field.

View of the RV and cliffs from the field.

Back at the picnic table, the kingfishers were really noisy – there are at least two, maybe more.  They flew swiftly just above the river making ratchety sounds – either playing or fighting.  Sunrise comes late here – the cliff blocks it.
It was a little overcast.  Annie stopped by to show me her fuse tester.  We were trying to get the generator to talk to the air conditioner, but fuses weren’t the problem.  She also said it was supposed to rain later.  It looked like that – low light, low contrast for photos.  The kingfishers have been around all morning.
I started fixing lunch, cooking with a camp stove outside – heated the marinara sauce I’d made at home and put water on for the pasta.  It was an easy meal, just my style.  And a light rain began.

I had my journal out almost all the time – on the picnic table outside or the dining  table inside.  I made a lot of short entries – lists of things, activities, sightings, and occasional thoughts.  But questioned whether I could do a daily blog post as I traveled.  I so enjoy Sue’s daily posts when she travels, but this particular post was written after I got home.  So another aspiration:  daily posts from the road.

It started to rain more seriously.  And I thought more about the blog posts.  I have to learn how to post the blog from the phone which is not too hard if I’m using photos from the iPhone camera, but it’s not my favorite camera.  Some of the new cameras will link to a phone but not the ones I have (I think).  So much to learn.

It was nice to sit inside and listen to the rain.  There is a limit to the stimuli I can take in.  I’m trying to see and hear everything.  It’s exhausting.  It was time to close the door – it’s raining harder.  Cassie likes sitting by the open door – good sights and smells – that what she lives for.

I wrote a little while longer and read for a while.  And listened to the rain.  I slept well.

View of the rain from bed.

View of the rain from bed.

In the morning I knew I was leaving and slipped into my old habit of focusing on going to the next place and being eager to go.  Not being here now.  I’m a little like a barn-sour horse headed home.  I fixed breakfast and packed up.  Stopped by to say good-bye to Annie – she would be heading for the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta in a few days.  Then I was back on the road for the short drive home.

It was good to get home.  I appreciate the hot shower (I haven’t gotten that going in the RV yet).  And Cassie is happy back in her usual haunts.  Dorothy looks good in the yard.  There are a few things to check – like the propane system.  And then we will take off again.

Prep and Planning for the Maiden Journey

Okay, journey isn’t quite right.  I’m thinking of going just to Caballo State Park, about 18 miles south of home.  And my middle-of-the-night thought is what ever am I going to DO sitting by the Rio Grande for 2 or 3 days.  Slight panic.  So I daydreamed a plan of the days’ activities – quite the opposite of the spontaneity I had wanted.  But the imagined plan was reassuring.  Walk the dog, eat breakfast, meditate, write, take pictures, edit photos – repeat as necessary.  It’s all the things I want to do without the distraction of the fridge or Facebook.

The light went on – this is the life I want.  It’s pure, it’s simple.  At least it will be when I get more comfortable with the RV.  I can fix some meals ahead because I don’t want to cook much.

Cassie in the doorway.  She did not want to be left out as I prepped the RV.

Cassie in the doorway. She did not want to be left out as I prepped the RV.

I made a list of what I needed to get – tire covers, spare keys, etc.  I also need two other lists.  One for things that stay in the RV but might need to be restocked occasionally – linens, kitchen stuff, etc.  And the other for trip-specific things – food, toiletries, clothes.  I’m looking forward to having the RV ready to go – just add food and clothes for the current trip.

Bought a camping pass for New Mexico State Parks.  It’s a bargain at $100. Dry camping will now be free for me; hook-ups will be $4 a night.

I made marinara sauce and froze enough for five dinners.  I’m getting eager to leave.

Looking toward the front - the bed in the cab-over.  There's a nice sturdy ladder for access.

Looking toward the front – the bed in the cab-over. There’s a nice sturdy ladder for access.

Made the bed in the cab-over.  Sure don’t want to do that very often – it’s a bit awkward, but it seems to be a comfortable bed.

I expect to sleep in the cab-over.  don’t want to have to take down the table and make up that bed daily.  I want the table up – it’s my writing area.  I like to have my journals accessible all the time.  So this area is not a dinette.  Is it an escritoire?  Maybe, but I have trouble pronouncing it.


The former dinette - now escritoire.  There must be a better name!  Look at all the windows around it.

The former dinette – now escritoire. There must be a better name! Look at all the windows around it.

In the house I’m realizing how wasteful I am.  Washing dishes, I think I can’t use this much water in the RV.  These are good lessons for me.

I’m ready to try my short trip to Caballo.  Actually it’s more a test of me rather than of the RV.  Dorothy (the RV) and I are going camping.

Introducing Dorothy

rv 1I’ve wanted a small RV for a while – maybe since our Chaco Canyon camping trip a couple of years ago.  I want more security, more comfort than a tent offers.  But vehicle shopping is so complicated, there’s so much to learn.  So my looking had been a bit casual – I looked at a few in town, but they weren’t quite right.

Then a couple of Fridays ago I looked at Craigslist and saw a Toyota Dolphin in Show Low, Arizona.  Looked pretty good at $5300.  The owner had done a lot of remodeling.  I emailed it to my friend Sue – she’s very knowledgeable about RVs and especially the Dolphins.  Toyota Dolphins have a cult following – very popular.  Sue looked at the listing and said it looked good – did I want to go to Show Low tomorrow?  I could not have asked her, but she volunteered.

So Saturday morning we were off to Arizona – a 5 or 6 hour drive.  Plus stopping at every thrift store and yard sale.  And for a piece of pie in Pie Town.

The remodeled Toyota was horrible.  Curtains were raw pieces of cloth – no hems, not square, and then stapled to the wall.  The wallpaper was the same – jaggedly cut and stapled.  Stapled.  He was so proud of his work, but it would all have to be redone.  We checked out a couple more thrift stores and retired to the hotel.

I checked Craigslist again – as Sue said, we are in Arizona and they have lots of RVs.  I found a nice one – short (18’) and higher and more powerful.  Great layout.  And more money – $6200.  And in Sonoita, Arizona – almost to the Mexican border.  Sue’s response: Let’s go.  I learned a lot about the energy created by spontaneity.  I called the RV owner and made an appointment for Sunday about 1PM.

We set off before 7 AM and headed south towards Globe.  Salt River Canyon – what a wonderful surprise that was.  Just beautiful.  Have to go back some day.  Driving down the Mogollon Rim to lower elevations meant going into hotter weather.  Tucson in August.
xterra salt river
In Tucson we did some errands and looked at another Toyota Dolphin.  I bumped my head on the cab-over.  Twice.  It’s just too low for me.  In the cab I feel cramped driving.  This one too was a project.  Small projects I’d consider, but not total makeovers.  It’s going to be enough of a project to learn how to manage an RV.

On to Sonoita.  The RV we were going to see was a Jamboree on a Ford 350 chassis.  It’s almost the same layout as Sue’s Toyota – table in the back with a big window.  I like that.  It was super clean and had all the manuals and maintenance records.  We drove it.  It’s a V-8 so it’s got power.  I have to step up to the cab, so I can see in traffic well.  The cab has a lot of headroom – no chance of me hitting my head on the cab-over.  I was sure I wanted it.  Funny, if I just trust myself, I know what to do!  Still learning that at this age.  I offered the $5500 I had in cash and the owner happily accepted.

The owner is 88 – she bought this RV when she was 85 but found that she didn’t like to travel alone all that much.  She and her husband had traveled a lot in a big RV.  Mostly her kids wanted her to sell it.  I’m naming it Dorothy in her honor.

Donna and Dorothy, Sonoita, Arizona

We were on the road by 2:30 hoping to get home that evening.  We drove east out of Sonoita and then north to Benson to get on I-10.  The rig was easy to drive.  The steering wheel cover was sticky – that was a slight annoyance.  And the rig is noisy – things need to be secured better.  And it was hot, no A/C, so I kept the window open – that added to the noise.

All was going fine; I found the light switch and the wipers – it was beginning to sprinkle.  Just before Wilcox there was a terrific bang – as if the bumper had come off.  Blow-out on the rear tire (dually).  Scary noise, but no real damage done.  Called AAA and they had it fixed by 6:30.

I learned about patience on this trip too.  It’s a requirement.  We are where we are, don’t fight it.  I am on I-10 with lots of big trucks in a vehicle I don’t know well, with no spare tire now, and it’s dark because a storm has moved in.  And I’ve been on the road since 7 AM.  Very tired and a little stressed.  The rain came with thunder and lightning.  All thoughts of getting home were gone.  Maybe we could get to Deming.  Coming into Lordsburg, I knew we would stay there.  No way I could go farther – truly exhausted.

On Monday morning we headed home.  It was cooler, I was rested – so much easier.  I took the RV right to my mechanic.  Those rear tires have to be replaced.  And maybe a bit of a tune-up.  This climate is very hard on hoses and belts.

I’m excited about getting it back, looking it over, and figuring out how to stock it.  And learn to manage the water lines, use the generator, and get ready for my first trip.