Hailing from Elk Country in Northern Humboldt County, California I always drive cautiously on forested highways and back country roads. Nonetheless, I was amused to see my first Vermont road sign that simply had the word “MOOSE” in big black letters. With these signs getting larger and more explicit as we pulled into Maine, my amusement quickly turned to a heightened sense of awareness.
The first sign that Moose meant business in these parts was a huge yellow and red one complete with flashing lights clearly proclaiming the high rate of moose auto crashes in the area. After later reading of moose auto horror stories, we felt fortunate to have not seen any, as much as we were hoping to.
Have you had a close encounter of the moose kind? If so, where? How bad was the damage? Share your story for others by posting your comments below. If not, please continue to drive safely.
When we embarked on this trip, I often imagined kicking back in my hammock with my Powerbook and enjoying my new office. Well, the first couple times that I have actually strung up the thing I ended up not spending any time in it at all. If my hammock time wasn’t called on account of rain, there was either too much on my RV honey do list or simply too much of the outdoors to go enjoy.
I am now happy to say that my vision has finally come true. The view from my new office is well worth the wait. The only thing missing is our internet connection.
We’ve traveled many miles searching for our ideal community. A few times, we thought we might have found it. But . . .
The thought of moving into a small town is nice, but few have the diversity that we feel makes life more interesting.
We crave the solitude of 40 acres in the sticks, but fear we might go nuts being so isolated.
And in places where we love both the land and the people, it might a lot of effort to fit in.
So where does that leave us? At the other end of the country, completely enamored with one state in particular, which is now the benchmark to compare all future areas against. That state is Vermont.
In an effort to jump on the vlog (video blog) bandwagon, we are proud to present the first installment of hopefully many video interviews with fellow full-time RVers, travel enthusiasts, campground hosts, workcampers, and others enjoying their own live/work dream.
So without further ado, we introduce to you Mr. John Diegel of Middlebury, VT (AKA YouTube Director Creekracer). This future RVer talks about the restoration of his 1981 Scamp 16′ travel trailer, and his experience with such an undertaking, or lack thereof.
If it appears that John has a long way to go with his Scamp, give the guy some credit. When he’s not directing, filming and producing videos of Princess Heidi, he’s single-handedly running the family bakery – making great cookies for local markets – and driving by the skin of his teeth along the the back roads of Vermont.
When Jim and I first considered changing gears and starting a new business, running a Bed and Breakfast or lodge was high on our list. So I did some research, and read two books that helped us narrow down our focus, if we decide to make the leap. The books, “So You Want to Be an Innkeeper” and “I’m Living Your Dream Life,” dive into the gory details about the daily demands of catering to tourists. I highly recommend them if you’ve ever considered running a tourism business.
What’s It Like Running a Bed and Breakfast?
We’re still considering this type of business as an option, so when we checked into Melfort Cottage in Toronto, we were on a mission to learn more about that line of work. Melfort Cottage is a small three room Bed and Breakfast, run by Heather Donaldson, a retired schoolteacher. Located in the middle of the posh Oakville area, Melfort Cottage is perfectly situated in an historic neighborhood, within walking distance to restaurants and shopping.
Hailing from Elk Country in Northern Humboldt County, California I always drive cautiously on forested highways and back country roads. Nonetheless, I was amused to see my first Vermont road sign that simply had the word “MOOSE” in big black letters. With these signs getting larger and more explicit as we pulled into Maine, my amusement quickly turned to a heightened sense of awareness.
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