Life in the slower lane

Kate and I love us an adventure. Traveling, a new experience, or a new life perspective (had us a lot of those lately).

We have dreamed that when we were old and retired we would load our life up in 34' of motorhome love and live on the open road. 

Well for those that know us best we have a rough time waiting for the passing of time.


Meet our next adventure.

This fella is a combo Graduate and Birthday Day present to me, well me and the family. I have been researching for about a month and this guy was one of the first ones we saw and we fell in love. Its just ugly enough to love but not nice enough to want to live in forever. 

So the details

1978 Coachmen Leprechaun with a Ford 460 V8. The previous owner put a lot of TLC into the engine to get it road worthy. It has just enough juice to pass some of the bigger semis on the freeway but not enough to be Autobahn ready, and thats the way I like it. 

We see this RV as the realization of a philosophy that we have adopted  over the last couple of years. After losing a job (best thing to happen to us) we realized that there are too many factors that could derail longterm plans. That when one is too focused on the next promotion or phase in life there is a loss perspective regarding what is happening right now in life.

Here is a practical example of what I am rambling about. When we were working the photography business became obsessed with capturing and cataloging our lives. We took the camera to every school and family event. We were keeping a record of our daily life so we can come back in the future and relive it. The problem is that we were not living it in the first place. When we had our faces in the view finder we were missing the bigger picture, we were missing life's idiosyncrasies. So we started leaving the cameras at home. We started to experience the ballet recital instead of viewing it.

The RV and its slow pace helps us to realize this goal. Slow down and live the journey instead of racing to the destination. Plus I have always wanted one and they are freaking cool.

So tomorrow we are headed off on the maiden voyage of the rectangle truck (Ash speak) to a camp ground about an hour away (gotta love CO, you know we do). More reports to come.