Tuesday, June 29, 2021

Lessons Learned: The Picker Uppers and The Poopers

Ever wonder what the worst part of RVing could possibly be? Planning, packing, or driving, maybe? Nope. Okay, I know. The title gave it away. It's poop. 

Yep, poop. No one likes to think about it, but there are usually bathrooms in those big little houses on wheels that have to be dealt with.

And if there isn't one, well then that is a whole 'nother issue. This little recap of my learning experiences is for all those peeps thinking about hauling their potty around with them.
And if that isn't enough to think about, even if you don't have pets with you, you still get to deal with pet poop too.

Lesson Numero Uno.

Poop. After fresh water, it is the biggest concern while you are hauling your home behind your truck and camping in America’s back yards.

Unlike water, you can't just pick up a couple gallons at the truck stop the next time you fill up or on your grocery run. You have to figure out what to do with it, every time you park your rig and camp.

First things first. Be sure you learn which pull is the gray water and which is the sewage. You do not want to be around if someone forgot to close the tank and pulls off the cap or when the wrong one is pulled. Ewww.

While having the convenience of a black water repository is nice, it also starts taking over large parts of your planning conversations. “Are their full hookups,” becomes the predominant measure of an RV park’s worth. And having a dump station means the difference of whether or how long we can stay at any particular campground.

Sometimes it makes me long for those days of tent camping and my little cassette potty that could be dumped in any toilet.

Number Deuce.

The second thing you learn is, people will often (and most disgustingly and unashamedly) leave behind their nastiness instead of disposing of it correctly, particularly if they think no one saw them.
Sometimes this means they spill at the dump station and don’t wash it off the ground into the drain. Gross.

Photo by Bianca Ackermann on Unsplash

A lot of times it is their pet waste that is left. They just can’t be bothered to pick up.

We have come upon some campgrounds that are just littered with little doggie poops all over the sites and roads. It is smells disgusting, attracts pests, and makes the place unsafe for other dogs or for kids to play. Old pet poops are the worst!

And yeah, I said it – small dog owners are the biggest culprits. We have big dogs, and very often are the only one with dogs that size. There is no denying who their big dog pile belongs too, so picking up has to happen.

Photo by Robert Eklund on Unsplash

But little doggie poopsies, while maybe not so visible, attract just as many flies. And are just as unsanitary when you step in it.

And then there is the person that bags the pet poo and tosses it off the trail (or hangs it from a tree branch, which we came across once in NC – so weird) for someone else to pick up. Thanks for that.

It also bears mentioning that now there is the danger that some other critter will come by it and ingest the plastic it was wrapped in. Doggie Doo bags (even biodegradable bags) do not digest in an animal’s digestive tract. So not only are these people litterers, they are potentially wildlife killers as well.

Numeral Tres’

Don’t let it be a party pooper.

While all of these things can be quite disgusting and slightly burdensome to plan for… they can be planned for.

As much as I hate disposable wipes, I carry tons of wet wipes. I mean, I have packs in the truck, in my purse, in my hiking gear, in the kid’s backpacks, lunchboxes. If it has a pocket, it has a pack of wipes stuffed in it. When someone has to do the doo, or pick it up, or dispose of it, we always have a way to clean up ourselves too.

And my husband grabs a handful of doggy bags every time he passes a pet station, just out of habit (it’s funny when he does it and we don’t even have the dogs with us). This is another item we keep spares tucked in everywhere. Not every gas station or park has a pet stand with free bags for picking up.

Photo by Keanu K on Unsplash
 

We also have apps and websites we use for planning the next few legs of our trip that can filter for whichever water and waste scenario we need. If we are only going to be in an area for a couple days, we can get by with having a dump station near by. If we are going to spend a lot of time somewhere, being able to take showers and wash dishes becomes a big issue and we prefer a full hook up.

Having to drive any distance with 2 full grays and 2 full blacks can be stressful since the weight and movement of that much liquid makes the rig behave differently.

We are also very specific with the kids about what the water and waste tank situation is and what behaviors we expect for what time period. Learning to control their usage has actually turned them into little conservationists. My son is the king of the speed-flush and darn proud of it.

In Summary

While I wish every campsite had all the conveniences and that everyone would just do right so that we can all enjoy these beautiful spaces that are only ours for a few moments, I have come to expect that is not going to be the case half of the time.

I put a lot of effort into not letting it ruin my time at a spot, to enjoy the things that are great about the space.

And when it does get to me or I do step in it, luckily I am blessed with a wonderful husband, with a pair of rubber gloves and boots, that will handle any stinky situations no matter how pooped he is. (Sorry, I couldn’t resist.)

Friday, June 11, 2021

The Beginnings of a Great Adventure

 The Beginnings of a Great Adventure

Spending 5 to 6 months on the road, traveling to see the most rugged parts of the United States can seem like a challenging undertaking all on its own.

Now throw in two early elementary kids, two big rambunctious boxers, a husband who wants to help (even when I am yelling I don't need it), and a diagnosis of seropositive RA into that mix. Yeah, I think we must be crazy. Okay, I know at least I am.

But I love my husband all the more for suggesting the idea, because I needed this. Like air. Like a never ending foot rub. 

Photo by Milan De Clercq on Unsplash
Marginally because we have been cooped up for over a year because of COVID and I am positive that even road signage has to be more interesting than the walls of this house.

Partially because I am so seriously bored of this 'quaint' little suburban neighborhood just outside of Austin where everything is lined up in their neat little rows, all with the same color roof and color coordinated paint jobs.

And because I can see the new Amazon distribution center from my backyard and it is almost completed. Traffic will be a nightmare by next year.

Photo by Blake Wheeler on Unsplash

Mostly because... well, we don't know what I will be capable of in ten years and Mommy wants to be remembered for something a little more kick-ass than cupcakes, costumes, fatigue and bad joints and a not so clean house when the kids look back on their life growing up.

Is that selfish? Maybe. But we are going to do it anyway.

And if you are like me and agonize over every little detail for a week long vacation, you will know my pain when I realized that you can only plan so far ahead. Nailing down anything farther than a month ahead of time could risk a nasty cascade of missed dates and cancelled reservations the likes of only someone who spent weeks creating a 10 tabbed Excel spreadsheet has ever seen.

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
Who says you have to give up all your OCD habits when you move over into the slow lane? Now you just have time to do a better job color coding and aligning cells.

So now...
The house is packed away. We know where the mail will be going.
We have completed our trial runs in the fifth wheel without incident.
All that is left is to load everyone up and start moving down the bucket list.
At least, the parts that I could fit in the 10 tabs.

Everything else will have to wait until adventure 2.0.