Birth of a Vagabond).
I kept my old 1974 VW Camper for many years until it died a glorious death in Yellowstone Park. The old parking brake gave way and it rolled down a mountain road and dove a few hundred feet into the rushing rapids of the Yellowstone River. Like a warrior dying in the heat of battle, it was a glorious ending.
|The old “Chuck Wagon” after many hard miles.||It’s my “Destiny”|
After a suitable amount of grieving, I decided to buy a motor home that would be small enough to camp on city streets, yet large enough to live and work from while road tripping America. After extensive research online, I found the perfect fit – a 24 foot motor home called “Destiny“.
I took a leap of faith and flew into Texas to buy her. My friend Panama Jimmy flew with me to join me for the maiden voyage back to Fort Lauderdale.
My first moments with “Destiny”.
Within a few hours of landing in Houston and buying her on the spot, Jimmy and I rolled serendipitously into Austin, Texas. As luck would have it, Austin was hosting its annual South by South West three day music festival. Austin Texas, with its warm, open and down to earth people was an ideal place to begin a road trip. I’d always heard that Austin was an oasis of sanity and open mindedness within Texas – hip yet real and unpretentious. I’m now a believer.
Note – Austin hosts the largest urban bat colony in the world and the battiest girl – “Bat Girl”. Learn about the “Bat Girl of Austin”.
We tailgated, camped and partied on the streets for the rest of the weekend and then rolled on to New Orleans. Thus began the Great American Road Trip. Since then every turn in the road, every stop and person along the way has been pure destiny.
Climb aboard and share this Great American Road Trip and loop the glorious North American continent.
Next stop – New Orleans – My kind of Hell