How To Fail In Taking The Reins In The ‘Travel Planning’ Department

So, yes, Marshall and I stayed in Moab for almost two months. During that time, we met up with some other new-to-us full-time RVers, despite trying to go ‘incognito’ so we could focus on work.

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Me, Marshall, and Becky’s rigs with Live Small Ride Free barely visible behind us. That’s part of Arches NP in the background.

Friends Visiting

First, LiveSmallRideFree, Ching and Jerud parked in the space across the road from us. We hung out a little and did a couple of hikes together. They have the coolest fifth wheel- they totally rebuilt it and its exterior looks like an airstream. They use no propane. Only solar. They also had a cool dog that Trixie sure liked…

Trixie and Ching's dog
Trix getting a little extra hand time.
Us with Ching and Jerud campfire
Had a great campfire night with Ching and Jerud and Becky. Dude on the left was Ching and Jerud’s friend. We all talked about the normal stuff… black tanks, solar, generators, and how many times you shower in a week. 😆

On one of our hikes with Ching, Trixie got the zoomies, and Gizmo wasn’t having it. Best shot of Gizmo at the end! Poor little boog.

Then we met up with a cool couple @Nomadic_Neighbors (Instagram), Cori and Andy. We hung out at their motor home for an evening chatting about the full-time life and the road.

Next night or so, we met up with @TeamBurho (Instagram) Jim and Heather.

We talked about guns among other things and I got a little lesson (needed) by Jim on how to ‘cock’ my shotgun. (Which I have likely already forgotten again.)

Team Buhro and me
First, we all sat around all nice, like ‘yeah, we have to get to know you before we pull out the guns.’
Kelly with shotgun
Then once comfortable, we whipped out the guns! But, uh, doesn’t Jim look a little worried here? ‘What’s this chick gonna do with my shotgun?’ I swear I never pointed it at anyone.

Mostly though, Moab was about work. Work, work, work, and more work. Camp Addict had to go live by May (our projected deadline), and we needed as much content to be on it when we made our official announcement. So, most days looked like this.

Work day with friends
Becky would join us some days working outside.
Purple Mountains
These mountains in the distance would actually get purple some evenings. I had never known that there were actually ‘purple mountains’. Now, I get it.
Gizzie on mat
Gizmo even got to benefit from working days outside.

See? Purple mountains!

Purple mountains!
 Couldn’t believe it!

After more days of work, friend and full-time solo chick Katina @Tetheredtoaster (instagram) came by one evening (She was parked up the same road we were on) to have a little fire time with us. Trixie benefitted most…

Katina at the fire
Trixie never denies a working hand! Total hand whore.

That’s the MOON! Awesome rise.

Random Moab Observation

A first I saw in Moab was this: Security packaged condoms! Really? They caught my eye as I was walking down the aisle. Thought they were razors. Nope.

What the??? Just, why? They’re not THAT expensive! What’s going on, Moab?

Rock Hounding

Holy moly. I have NEVER seen such an array of interesting cool looking rocks as I did on the road we were staying on, Klondike Bluffs Road. Just look:

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The Copper Hills

Well, turns out the ridge that was behind our site was called copper ridge. The color of the hills, we presume, is a patina from the copper. It was amazingly blue-green and it’s what held the very colorful rocks. Just look:

There’s me but where’s Gizmo?
Campsite from top of Copper hills
Here’s how tall the Copper Hills were behind us.

Fire Kelly- I Don’t Get To Have One Very Often!

Then here’s proof I can make a pretty good fire, even though a fire is fairly rare when one is a full-timer in an RV. You’re not REALLY camping every day.  So when I get the chance, I love a good fire.

One evening, we had met up with fast friends MilesAwayEveryDay James and Rhiannon. (Moab was so busy with friends.) James’ fire was pitiful, (Yeah, I’m calling you out, James!)😂 so I took over. The result? Proud/Arrogant Kelly:

Me getting all arrogant over my fire
Smiley fire in Moab
This is how we do it…

FINALLY, We Left Moab

Ok, the desert is great and all. Moab is interesting and pretty. However, the mountains hold a special place in my heart and I NEEDED MOUNTAINS. Also, wouldn’t mind seeing a little snow. So we decided to head to Grand Teton NP. I have never been, can’t wait!

Kelly In Control 😬

Here’s where things got interesting. I mentioned to Marshall that I want to be a little more independent in our travels, i.e. I help more in the selection of new spots to go and where we go. I ALWAYS have a say, and usually, I agree, but this time, it was more up to me to make the choice. I have gotten lazy about doing any of the work, so I figured I should do more.

However, I am not a very careful person in my research. I tend to have more ‘fails’ when I’m not following Marshall. (Bonus- It makes for a more exciting blog.)

This about sums me up when left on my own. At least it’s how I feel.

So, I made the decision. We were to stop on our way up to the Tetons, we were to stop in Fruita, Colorado in a spot called ’18 Road’ on BLM land. No, I didn’t check the weather or anything. Just… picked a spot.

“Let’s be more spontaneous!” I had proclaimed.

Poor Marshall had agreed.

The Dust Bowl

Fruita was innocent enough at first, despite the long extremely bumpy road going in. Took quite a while but we were used to that. Found a spot with fairly ok cell service and parked.

However, it was a bit breezy and the DUST was kicking up SO much that we had to park accordingly so that my rig wouldn’t dust him out. ANY wind that blew caused a dust storm to puff out from the underside of my rig and billow out the other side. Hmm.

Fruita, Co 18 road
Views weren’t bad at all. Not crowded, either.
Road 18, Fruita
Looked gorgeous coming in. This is the entrance to Road 18 where we stayed. AFTER the hideous road. Well, the road didn’t get any better starting here.
Parking in Fruita
Here’s how we ended up staggering. The wind was blowing from my butt to front, so it pretty much missed Marshall’s rig.

Even with our strategic parking idea, we resigned to the fact that dust would be EVERYWHERE in side our rigs.

The wind calmed, we went into ‘town’ for a few things. (Also, I felt like I needed a dose of ‘city life’. (Uh, Fruita and Grand Junction did not provide for much of it. I was left empty. One of the challenges of being a boondocking nomad… not much boondocking close to the larger cities.)

I did manage to get some cute shots of little Gizmo right after we parked… didn’t seem so dusty at that time.

Gizmo cute in Fruita

Close up Gizmo Fruita eyes closed

The next day, we tried to work. Windows open was NOT happening. It was miserable. By mid-afternoon, we literally both had stepped outside of our rigs, looked at each other and right there and then mutually decided, almost without words ‘let’s get out of here!’, Within an hour, we were heading North to the nearest Wal-Mart.

The Last Minute Escape!

Never have we ever left a place so late in the day. Didn’t matter. We had to get out of there. I tried to get video of how bad it was but the road didn’t cooperate as much as it could have. Still, here:

We took off, had a long, dark, deer-infested drive to Rock Springs, Wyoming. We arrived at Wal-Mart around 11:45 pm. Long day but worth it to get out of the dust.

Spot for the night in Wal Mart Rock Springs
There we are on the left. It was JAM packed with RVs.

Now What?

However, we went straight from dust…

…to snow. (Remember who hadn’t checked the weather…?)

Snow in Rock Springs, Wy
Greeted by snow starting in the morning. Got a little worried about if we could drive that day. It was ok as it turned out.

At least it didn’t last long. It stopped, then we buzzed out of there. We were off to the Ta-Ta’s!

Here we are booking it to the Tetons.

Next up:

Trying to park on a tiny incline in the snow at Lower Teton. What a joke my 2wd truck is! LOL!

This is pretty much my Tundra in any snowy condition. You may have read my other two stories about being in the snow. Or a hill. Or both. I have a history…

That’s it for now, guys, thanks for following my ‘alternative’ American dream!

I am slowly catching up my stories. We were in the Tetons in early May, so …yeah. I am behind.

Currently, I am parked in Stanley, Idaho with a group of boondocking friends. We’re having great fun but I am also trying to work on Camp Addict and RvChickadee.

Bear with me while I’m balancing being productive with visitation. Cheers!

7 thoughts on “How To Fail In Taking The Reins In The ‘Travel Planning’ Department

  1. Fun, I try to plan, but never really thought about planning around weather, other than the obvious “Snowed In” stuff… dust, LOL… yah, been there, done that… do many times. In OR is like ‘Talcum Powder’.. put foot down and you have 2′ dust cloud.. not fun, so can relate…
    Happy Trails…

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    1. Yep, mostly we have to travel around the hot weather. But also we don’t really want to travel in the snow. I’ve had my fair share of shit hitting the fan when I’m in snow! So a certain amount of planning needs to be had when one is Boondocking. 😁 and yes, it was just fine as talcum powder!


  2. My brother lives in Grand Junction and as many times as we’ve thought about boondocking off 18 mile road, the dust, dirt and traffic kept us away. Loved our boondocking spot in the Tetons and well worth a couple of hitch hikers – Mickey and Minnie were quickly evicted… ah but those views!

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    1. Oh boy, hopefully he has a place you can moochdock? And oh lord on the mice! Dang, they come in like little hurricanes! : ( And yes, the views at the Tetons… amazeballs! 😀 ❤️ A total top three for sure for me.

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  3. I know I’ve said this before… but I love your writing style. I’m cracking up at the dog gif sliding on the ice!!! Lol. Sadly not all campsites can be amazing!


    1. Hey, I never tire of hearing that, so thanks! Yeah, I love using Gifs! Can’t always find appropriate ones but that one pretty much fit. : ) And very true about the campsites. Hell, MOST of them have been pretty stellar though. #lifeisgood


  4. Kelly loved your pictures you shared on Rock Hounds. Did you know that some of those ‘rocks’ are actually petrified wood! Beautiful specimens. We spent some time at Petrified Forest NP and the rv park we stayed at had lots of it to sell, so I had to buy a couple of pieces. Love you blog especially when your dogs get the ‘zoomies’! Karen


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