Full Time RVing

The Ruff Life

My eyes shot open when I felt a shift in the speed of the truck. I hopped up onto the seat to get a better look at the perimeter. The trees had shrunk! This must be some kind of a trick or bad dream.. I took a deep breath of air, the smell triggering a memory.

A Few More Miles – Rite of Passage

Just as in life, somewhat sadly, but proudly, I get in line following the caravan of buses carrying my grandson and his friends to highway 101 North. It seems like yesterday when I said goodbye to each of my children as they left for their Sixth Grade camp. They too came home with a sense of a little more independence and some pretty entertaining stories!