i'll bite... we were two people who never camped together (she hated it) never had a popup camper, never had a travel trailer, fifth wheel or a motorhome. about four months ago we started fulltiming in a motorhome we bought about 5 months ago... so we sold everything, stored nothing and took off in a motorhome that I could barely drive... four months later we are in the florida keys and don't regret anything that got us here... we took on this journey to see the USA and to search for a place to ultimately retire... we may never find it but that won't stop us from looking...

We, just on a whim, decided to chuck it all in and sell everything, buy an RV and take off. Neither of us had ever camped or had an RV. I did have a large boat for about 10 years though, so had some experience with 12 volts and holding tanks. We sold the condo, everything we owned and took off 6 months later.

It's been 5 1/2 years and we are still enjoying the lifestyle. Can't imagine going back to a sticks and bricks. Hope I die in the rig. :)

What a country - what a life!

For Maxine and I , we have been RVing for years. We always had the travel bug and would rather be out camping than be at home working and collecting stuff.
While working, I ran across Howard and Linda's website back in 2006. I was hooked. I showed Maxine the site and we both got caught up in their web. We both decided why not us.
The plan was put into motion and now we have been fulltiming now for almost a year. No regrets what so ever. We had the desire, Howard and Linda provided the courage.

For us the idea was born in 2007. My wife and I were returning from a family reunion when she dropped a bombshell on me that forced me to rethink my retirement plans. Since then we developed our retirement plan. The rest of the story is too lengthy to post here so I refer you to my blog. Click here for the rest of the story.

We are currently in transition and will begin aouur fulltime dream in 7 months.

We have camped since 1971 in one fashion of RV or another. We always hated Sundays, because it meant we had to pack up and head back to the grind of our daily working lives. We hated it, and I don't mean casually. When retirement became a possibility, we had already done the math and our home work on hitting the road full time. So when the door opened, it did not hit us in the rear as it closed. We were gone. We have been full timing since 12/28/2004 and we do not foresee an end in sight. Even if our retirement incomes go away, we can get by better in our RV than in a sticks and bricks house, of that we are certain. Health issues might be the only fly in the ointment, should it come to that. I guess you could say we were always destined to do this.

It started when Bruce took me tent camping - a first time experience for me - I was immediately hooked and he was delighted that I fell in love with something he absolutely loved. We camped every weekend - couldn't wait to get away and settled in among the trees, next to a creek. When our lease was up on our duplex, we decided to camp for the summer at a local campground - sold and donated all our stuff and spent four months living in our tent. I wouldn't trade that experience for anything - it was life changing!

A dream was born -- and the unfolding began! We were offered the job as camphosts - which required that we live in a camper, not a tent. The Big Foot camper AND truck literally fell into our laps and we have been here for over a year . . . stayed through the winter, survived the blizzard - welcomed Spring!

The dream continues as we build our home business which is generating the income we need to take off before next winter. People always want to know where we are going for the winter - and our reply is that we are going . . . no itinerary, no destination . . . just go where the road leads us.

Loving this life! It keeps getting better and better!

Thanks everyone!  The more I read, the more I believe I belong among you.

I've always wanted to roam; I've actually moved 36 times!  I ran away from home when I was only 4 years old--it was nothing personal--something out there was just "calling" me.  Years later, the rock band "Foghat" would give that feeling a name: Road Fever.  I have an incurable case!

However, my dream of living in an RV officially started when I was 13.  My best friend's parents bought a Winnebago and we spent almost every weekend in it whether camping or not.  When I was 14, I spent the summer touring the west with them.  I loved the idea of a "home" where if one grew tired of the view it was possible just to drive away and change it.  I was hooked and have been so ever since.

Years passed and life happened and my RV dreams were shelved.  I still thought about the life, but I never gave myself permission to live it.  In 2006 however, I began to consider the mobile lifestyle again.  I am still considering it.

I am not deterred by the idea of RVing on my own, at least not yet.  Two of my close female friends have done it and loved it.  I've been single for over 10 years now and I treasure my independence and my solitude.  The idea of being "out there" alone does not bother me.  I can also be extremely social, but I must admit, I like it on my own terms.  I'm past that whole mating and dating phase so I am no longer perceived as a "threat" to couples and I make friends easily.  I travel often with just my dog and I prefer to do so--I seem to meet more people that way.  I love being in my 50s and I feel most comfortable around active seniors, others who have moved past the "acquisition" phase and into the "appreciation" phase of life!  It's not that I don't still enjoy a ****tail or a party--I do--I just usually prefer to be in bed by 10pm and up with the sun, and a clear head!

Am I afraid?  Some--but I'm a little addicted to fear.  I'd rather be terrified than bored.  And besides, life on the road can't be much harder than maintaining my S & B house by myself, right? 

I feel that this life is making me numb--sedating me without relaxing me.  What feels like stability to some, feels like stagnation to me.  When I am on the road, I feel awake, aware, stimulated: empowered.  I am at my best when I am free.  I want to discover who I am again, without all of this ... stuff.  Surely there is more to me than this!  Does that make sense?

I long to see this beautiful country from the road, to touch the earth and meet the people.  I want to photograph it, to write about it.  And I want to do it while I am still "young" enough to do it on my own...

>>And besides, life on the road can't be much harder than maintaining my S & B house by myself, right?

Easier really.

Mallo

We've met lots of singles on the road. You can do it too!

For us it seemed a way to have it all. I have two daughters - one in NJ, the other in MD.

Leonard has a son in Alabama, a daughter in Lousiana and a daughter in Houston, TX. After living in NJ for 23 years he wanted to move to Louisiana or Texas when we retired. Me, not so much.

So - this is a great compromise - we see all the kids and grandkids on a rotating basis. We are both happy with the solution and with the added bonus of seeings lots of other great things in between.