Part of the fun of a big road trip is the planning. Right now, this is our living room floor. The silver tape marks the size of the 2010 F150 XLT Crew-Cab, with a 5 1/2 ft bed and metal sliding top that limits the heights of the stowed items to 20 inches when closed. Florida has always been a fly don’t drive, carry-on only routine. When we decided to drive in order to transport the ebikes to the motorhome, we thought, “I guess we will have plenty of room for our two pieces of luggage.” Rule #1: the amount of stuff you think you need expands to fit the space available.
Our past RV trips (as chronicled in archives) were never more than 10 days in the coach. This will be 33 days in parks plus 20 in getting there and getting home. We have big ideas about spacious skies and amber waves of grain. But before we hit the purple mountains majesty, we’ll test out our RV living legs, starting at the Florida sea.
We’re rolling in a borrowed 2003 Fleetwood Pace Arrow 34W that gets about 7 miles to the gallon (See post July 27, 2016: Jammed). This vintage beauty was acquired by Sheri’s parents when they retired in 2007 and explored much of the East Coast, racking up 20,000 miles, but still looking fresh and running like new. After watching multiple seasons of Going RV on GAC, and understanding terms like Depreciation and Impulse, we’re applying Methodical Madness to see what it’s like to trade 2500 square feet of urban living for 250 square feet in government-run campgrounds.
We both retired from our corporate and government jobs a little over a week ago, but had been planning this Life Reboot for about a year. Some say we’re too young, what will we do? But after reading articles about mini-retirement and this one about dying at your desk, we decided to crunch the numbers and go for it. Trade predictability for freedom, ladders for bridges, drama for romance.
So here we are, ready to embark. Starting in Bradenton, FL on the gulf coast, we’ll drive 166 miles to Sebastian Inlet State Park, where in 7 days we’ll try to catch, clean and cook a fish while exploring Pelican Island and Region J Section 21 of the Florida Paddling Trails.
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to name a few. Our vehicles could not be flat-towed and we weren’t crazy about the idea of buying a car to accommodate. We’re not as fit as we once were (a generous characterization) but activity is a big word in our life reboot project. Recalling the times we rented electric bikes in British Columbia, Eric started researching and found the Specialized Como 3.0. These new ebikes only work when you work. But, with the assist of a small electric motor you can go from zero to 28 mph with 30 lbs. of luggage feeling like you are 20 years younger and on a race bike. If you resist the urge to receive maximum assist all the time, you can pedal 50+ miles without a problem. The hills flatten out. The straight-aways are transversed at near highway speeds. We don’t think that we’ll pedal to Asheville, but we will find out how the Arrow feels about the mountains. We plan to find a Walmart to park the Arrow in for the day, then dismount the bikes for around-town exploring.