
The Good Life
A couple of years ago my daughter left for school and I found myself for the first time maybe in my adult life all alone. I knew I had to shake things up in my life so I went and bought a camper. I never camped, never thought about camping, and I’m still not sure what compelled me to run to the bank and borrow a bunch of money to buy a camper.
I’m two years into this thing and I’ve learned a lot about camping and figured I’d scratch down my thoughts in the hopes it helps some other middle aged crazy guy.
First of all I have to state that my camper choices were limited by one gigantic factor. It had to fit in the garage. I live in an HOA that doesn’t allow campers in the driveway, street or even in your own fenced backyard. I’m essentially a rule follower so that was my major criteria for selection. There are not many campers that fit under an 8′ garage door. Buying a bigger camper and storing it at a pay lot were out of the question as well. At that time the budget was quite a bit tighter than it is now. So it had to fit in the garage. That was that.