Memory Lane

When I was a kid we had a camper.  In fact, growing up we had two - one was a 30' Dutchman Camper and the other a 30' Four Winds.  In those two RV's I can remember quite a few cool adventures.  We went to Yellowstone one summer where we camped at the Fishing Bridge campground.  Lake Fairfield State Park and Oak Park on Navarro Mills (a Corps of Engineers lake) were frequent favorites.  One I recall we went to Palo Duro Canyon.  A recent visit with my dad has led me to realize that there are some other destinations that I have forgotten, not because they were boring or mundane, but because my own life has since gotten in the way.

My parents sold those campers when we started doing Living Histories and reenacting as a family, yet in the back of my mind, I wanted to RV again.  So last summer, after a tour of the west that took us to Fort Robinson, Nebraska, the Badlands National Park, the Rocky Mountains National Park and other interesting places in a tent - with two nights fighting prairie winds - we began to shop.  We decided upon our first camper when we visited Gibbs Outdoors in Valley Mills.  We were very impressed with the family-owned dealership. 



Back in the 1990s, we all traveled together to parks and campgrounds, and grandparents, parents, brothers, sisters, and cousins all enjoyed each other's company over a game of dominos, bikes without helmets, or a campfire.  It is my fervent hope that we can one day create something akin to this once more.