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Camping Bloopers -Annoying RV Driving

Wednesday, March 31st, 2010

We came across this comical article the other day about the ten most annoying driving habits. Especially if you use your RV a lot to go RVing or camping, it is more than likely that you have seen these bad drivers out on the road. Keep yourself off of camping bloopers by driving mindfully and not making these driving mistakes. Be careful with your new RV by watching out for these annoying driving habits on the road. Here are the first five annoying RV driving habits:
1. Merging – Drivers that go slowly down the on-ramp blocking traffic and heading into traffic that is going really fast, that’s just not a good idea.

2. Stopping to stare at a car crash– Blocking traffic that is starting to pile up behind your RV for miles and miles, just so that you can see all of the details of a fender bender as you pass by – not the best manners.

3. Using high beams improperly – The offenders in this case can be city or rural drivers. City motorhome drivers who never get to use their high beams, so thus forget that they have them and never use them, causing them to creep along at slow night speeds because they cannot see. This high beam user can also be a rural RV driver that doesn’t meet another car or motorhome very often, so thus, they forget that they have their high beams on and constantly blind people.

4. Avoiding jackrabbit starts – Most new and used RV’s are not fuel-efficient RVs, so many RV owners try to avoid fast starts thinking that it will save gas. So, these are the travel trailer drivers that creep away from the stop sign, holding up traffic behind them as they “snail” away. It is actually more efficient to power up to speed relatively quickly, then back off the throttle and cruise at a steady speed.

5. Braking for no reason – We really couldn’t find a more comical way to say this than how this article put it, so we are just going to quote the article here: “Just asking, but what’s up with these inexplicable brake applications in the middle of straightaways? Did you just remember the cat is still in the dryer? See your high school flame pass in the opposite direction? Wake up and realize you were driving? The mystery is baffling. All I know is that it seems people aren’t paying attention and then get startled back into focus, so they apply the brakes. Focus on driving when you’re behind the wheel, not the other things that are happening in your life. You might live longer and worry less.”

Next post, the rest of the top ten annoying driving habits.

Funny Camping Story – Family RVing for Spring Break

Monday, March 1st, 2010

My husband and I were all set to test drive retirement until our 14-year-old daughter slammed on the brakes.

“No way. I’m not spending March Break in an RV,” she shrieked. “What would we do all day?”

“Hunt for food,” deadpanned my husband.

I admit we’re a bit of an anomaly among our fifty-something friends who are starting to gear up for their golden years. While others look to trade in suburbia for chic downtown condos, my husband and I have our sights set on the open road.

Who knew that trailer trash could be trendy?

It’s RV show season and attendance is through the fibreglass. The recession may have taken some of the air out of the tires south of the border but here, in Canada, show sales are hitting record levels and the RV industry is on the cusp of an unprecedented boom thanks to baby boomers like us.

“Boomers are looking for (RVs) that have everything and lots of storage so they can take it all with them,” says Larry Boyd, who has been selling RVs for almost 40 years.

“We even have units that you can drive a golf cart into.”

Even he was surprised to see attendance at Toronto’s recent RV show up 52 per cent over last year and sales skyrocket 91 per cent (12 per cent over the previous record year, 2008.)

It’s that Toronto show – a sprawling concrete campground of RV and Air Stream innovation – that supersized our notions of what could be happy trails or hell on wheels.

The minute we stepped into the Sabre 31 CKTS, we knew we’d found our home away from home. Even the glossy brochure made our aging hearts beat faster: “Uncage the beast.”

I pictured the two of us – shatterproof wine glasses in hand – perched on stools around its kitchen island, swapping stories with our temporary new neighbours.

March Break seemed like the perfect time to belly up to the moving bar, if only briefly. We would take a cheap flight to New Mexico, rent a motorhome and set the GPS for Sante Fe.

We tried to sell the trip as an all-inclusive, telling our daughter Claire that she could bring a friend along. But the look on her face said it all: The shame. The humiliation. The tiny bathroom where she would have barely enough elbow room to properly disguise herself with makeup.

What about a night or two in a Wal-Mart parking lot, I thought? You can’t get two teenagers any closer to 24-hour shopping than that.

None of my tactics got traction.

“Don’t be such a snob,” I pleaded. “You’ve slept in a barge. (Okay, so it was in the south of France.) What could be so awful about an RV?”

Well … dated upholstery, I had to admit. Fussy wood trim. Stuffed animals crowding the dashboard. Was a faux fireplace really the style sense I wanted to take on the road?

I assured Claire we wouldn’t sit around the campfire drinking beer and watching The Biggest Loser on a flat-screen, even though some RVs now come with them tucked in exterior walls. We might whip up eggs and bacon if we get one with an outdoor kitchen, I warned her, but never near a construction site. We didn’t want to be mistaken for a catering truck.

Just think about the fun, I insisted. The adventures! The stunning scenery!

But our youngest child was thinking about her friends: “They said we’d be fighting for water.”

A day or two later, Claire seemed strangely contrite. She and her friend Emily had been surfing the Net. They’d forgotten that New Mexico has a bit of history: It was the backdrop for High School Musical.

“Emily says she’ll come along,” Claire announced at dinner. There was just one camping caveat.

“I don’t suppose you’d consider renting the Ferrari or the Fairmont version?”

This story is by Susan Pigg and originally appeared in To see the original version of the story, click here. If you would like a RV of your own to take on Family RV Vacations, see this RV Sales site.

Scary night at the RV Park

Monday, October 26th, 2009

lookoutRVwindowThis story courtesy of Clieb on the Forums:
I was at a Coaching Clinic and staying alone in my Itasca Horizon in a less than desirable RV Park. Turned out to be a mobile home park that rented open pads to RV’s. (I will never learn and always try to get a good deal close to where I need to be.)

Its 1:00 am and I awake to my generator starting. The thought goes through my head that my generator does not start automatically, no one’s does, you have to manually push the starter button.

I get up and look down the hall, no one is in the coach, someone has to be messing around outside.

My flashlight, my security system, and I start peeking out the windows and do not see anyone so I go carefully out the door and look all around and under the coach, no one there.

I open the front generator compartment door and look and there on the starter button and in the dust next to it are perfect Raccoon footprints. I have to fuss with the generator to get it to prime and start but some stupid oversized rodent gets it to start no problem.

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My Memorable First RV Trip

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

This story is courtesy of Jenny at the RV Blog of

motorhome_trip“The year 2003….time 2:00 a.m…..somewhere in the middle of Texas. Ker boom!, Smack!, Shatter! To learn more read on: One of the first RV trips that I ever took was when a group of friends and I decided to rent an RV for a nineteen-hour road trip to Arizona. The RV that we rented had a bedroom in the back, kitchen along the right side, a spacious bathroom, cushy chairs for the driver and passenger, and a TV in the middle front. Not unlike some of the RV floor plans in some of the best RV’s available today. The RV that we rented reminded me very much of a Fleetwood RV, though I do not remember what kind of RV it actually was. Being that I am not an “outdoorsy” kind of person, I decided at that point that an RV was the only way to travel and definitely the only way to camp.

The friend who rented the RV decided that he would be the main and only driver for the trip. So the rest of us passengers settled in for the ride as we pulled out at 6:00 a.m., bound for Arizona. Little did I know at the time, our driver had a “rule” with his family that you wait as long as humanly possible before you stop. This rule was compounded by the fact that we were in a very nice RV with a bathroom, so the only time we stopped for the entire trip was to get gas. My husband and I usually stop every hour when we drive places in our car, so at the end of our Arizona trip, I was sure wishing that we hadn’t had a RV with such great gas mileage! Somewhere in the middle of Texas at 2:00 a.m. our friend, who was sleeping in the bedroom in the back of the RV, shouted up to the driver that something was going on. What? We weren’t quite sure, but we were about to find out.

After stopping the RV on the side of the road, half of the group got out to inspect what was going on. Following a short investigation, they found out that the rear luggage compartment door had popped open and a suitcase had fallen out onto the dark, but heavily traveled highway. So, off the men went, running down that Texas highway in the wee hours of the morning, looking for a lost suitcase. They found the suitcase, but not until after a semi ran it over, a hair dryer was smashed, and Gold Bond powder was showered all over the clothes that the group could find. A study by Progressive Insurance® in 2007 shows that the most common mishaps that RV owners report are driving off with the steps extended, backing up into a post or other stationary object, and misjudging the amount of overhead/or side clearance space. Needless to say, my first RV adventure was definitely that, an adventure.”

What interesting blunders have you had on your many RV trips? I hope that your next RV trip is peaceful, blooper-free, and that your luggage survives! Check this site out to find RV Rentals or to buy an RV from reputable RV Dealers.

Fire Ants help buy a travel trailer

Friday, September 18th, 2009

This story is from Bob Crawford on My Favorite Camping Store:
fire_ant“I was tent camping one night when I came upright to the sensation of someone stabbing a white-hot ice pick into my right eyeball. I rubbed at my eyelid and felt a bit of crud and then another lance of pain. I was still groggy from sleep, but I rubbed more furiously at my eyelid and felt a small insect body disintegrate under my friction.

I finally realized that a fire ant had strayed into my tent and stung me twice. It hurt, but being manly I toughed it out. In the morning I awoke and realized something was seriously amiss. I couldn’t focus my eyes and my depth perception was shot.

I seemed to stagger a bit and trip over ant lion pits. It wasn’t till I got to the restroom that I realized I didn’t have brain damage, only some swelling on my left eyelid which caused it to droop over the pupil.

I bought a trailer right after that.”

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