Dave:
When we started RVing, we had never been camping, never had time to travel much, other than between duty stations while Fred served. We ended in Maine where his family lived, bought a very old, very run down stick house and spent the next 20 some years of our lives trying to put it back together, while raising our kids. We were nearing retirement age, and I kept wondering what to do with the rest of our lives. We sort of "fell" into RVing by a small fluke. (Fred will swear it was coercion on my part) ;D
We bought an old run down RV. We went to an Elderhostel in Salt Lake City. From there to Tacoma, WA to visit a daughter whose husband was stationed at Ft. Lewis. From there went to Vancouver, WA to visit our son, who was stationed at Portland CG station. We had determined before leaving home, that we would spend the winter someplace WARM. Again, another weird thing happened and we ended up in Quartzsite, AZ for the winter. We ended up spending about 7 or more winters in that area, only because so many of the forum people started coming there to join us, and we seemed to have a good time there. We got into some off-roading, joined the local gem club, visited the vendors that congregate there by the hundreds during the winter. Anyway, the 2nd year into our RVing lifestyle, we had a fellow offer to buy our house. We didn't think we should sell just yet, but kept mulling it over that whole summer, since this fellow kept coming back trying to wear us down. It was a big house, and several acres, and we finally decided that this opportunity might not come along soon again. So we did agreed to sell it, but not before the next summer. The guy was agreeable to that. That's what we did and that's when we went full-timing.
Our experience was a bit different than some of the others, as Fred's mom was still living back in Maine as were three more of our kids. So, every summer we ventured back, trying to find a different route each time, and trying to see things on our path. We would then hunker down for about 4 months in Maine before slowly heading back to the AZ desert. We did this for about 9 years. We considered at the time that we had the best of both worlds.
When health problems started to become an issue, we decided to look for a place where we would be happy to stay, should the need arrive, both winter and summer. We found that place and had a small house built in a retirement complex. This has served us well in the past few years when we both had serious health problems. Since they have been resolved and are resolving, we are happy to be back on the road again. Though we will probably now only fly back to Maine for family visits (fuel prices have squashed any further travel that far) we are still content to get away for the summer months. We are now up in Washington State for the summer months, visiting our son, and will go back to our AZ home in the fall sometime. In the meantime, we have no fears leaving for so long a stretch, as our home is in a gated complex with security each night. So we can go for extended periods of time without worrying about break-ins, etc. Our computer is also equipped with a quasi security video and we can see a part of our living room and watch our home TV there, and know that everything there is still functioning.
Anyway, for us, those ten or more years were wonderful times on the road, and while no longer full-timing, our part-timing is just as adventuresome, if on a shorter basis. This has worked for us, and we are both quite happy with the arrangement. Life has a way of dictating what you can and cannot do anyway.
As for amusement on the road, the sun has finally come out in all its glory, the temps have warmed up and we went beach combing this morning. The tall ships are in town and we'll go to see them tomorrow. Our son is arranging a special Fourth of July outing for us, and life is good!
Daisy