Category: RV Life
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Samuel T Bryant Distillery – Harvest Hosts Review
We recently spent a few days at Ft. Pickens FL. We don’t like to travel too far in one day, so on the way to Florida we stayed a night at the Samuel T Bryant Distillery in Jackson TN. We really enjoyed our stay there, so much so that we also stayed a night on our way back. Since we stayed there twice, it is pretty obvious that we highly recommend this site.
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What Size RV or Travel Trailer Should You Buy?
Around this time last year, we were shopping for a new RV. Our old used 2004 Fleetwood Mesa popup had served well as an RV to learn on, but we were ready to purchase something a little more comfortable and easy to set up. And something which would be better for boon-docking/dry camping.
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Joining the Gateway Winnies
Since we purchased the Micro Minnie Winnie last summer, we have been thinking about joining the Gateway Winnies, which is our local Winnebago owner’s club. So we finally got around to it. Last weekend was our first event with them. And one of the gentlemen in the club is a talented woodworker.
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What am I supposed to do with my new license plate from Winnebago International Travelers Club? (WIT Club)
The Husband and I thought it would be fun to get to know some other Winnebago owners from our area so we joined the Gateway Winnies. That meant we also needed to join the Winnebago International Travelers Club (WIT Club), which we did. So now we have a new license plate from WIT. What are we supposed to do with this?
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I Am a Temple of the Holy Spirit. I Am God’s Winnebago.
So we are preparing for a women’s retreat in a few months and last night at our formation meeting we had a sheet of Bible verses related to our identity. Now many of them were paraphrased and most of them were things like “I am blessed”, “I am capable”, “I am loved and cherished as beloved”. But the one that caught my attention was this one: “I am a temple of the Holy Spirit. I am God’s mobile home.”
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When Should You Winterize Your RV?
“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.” Well, that seems to be what has happened here in Missouri.