On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other..

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

Yeah, that's what I want to see and do when I go to explore somewhere,
shop and go to a mall.

On 12/27/12 12:18 PM, iBoaterer wrote:
In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

Yeah, that's what I want to see and do when I go to explore somewhere,
shop and go to a mall.



I travel with a wife who likes to shop, likes hot showers, likes beds.
You travel with your hand.

In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 12:18 PM, iBoaterer wrote:
In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

Yeah, that's what I want to see and do when I go to explore somewhere,
shop and go to a mall.



I travel with a wife who likes to shop, likes hot showers, likes beds.
You travel with your hand.

That must be a load of fun. Go to a different city, then... shop.

On 12/27/2012 12:27 PM, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 12:18 PM, iBoaterer wrote:
In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow.
This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once
with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping
and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I
and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the
Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler
would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a
Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at
the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a
campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name
of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each
other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the
Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms
every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we
ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site
trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under
the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity
sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the
sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My
son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and
her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit
the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They
had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road
with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his
truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene.
When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be
fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow
class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the
three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their
travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented
an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a
few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many
meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George
H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me
out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to
see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the
Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the
Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of
2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main
attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put
on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about
1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

Yeah, that's what I want to see and do when I go to explore somewhere,
shop and go to a mall.



I travel with a wife who likes to shop, likes hot showers, likes beds.
You travel with your hand.

Ever wonder why people are nasty toward you?

On Thu, 27 Dec 2012 12:18:23 -0500, iBoaterer wrote:

In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

Yeah, that's what I want to see and do when I go to explore somewhere,
shop and go to a mall.

If you've not traveled to Maine and seen the sights, you're missing a lot. Kennebunkport is well
worth a stop, with campgrounds right outside of town (and at least one, that we were in, allows
tents!). http://hemlockgrovecampground.com/photo-gallery

If you visit Kennebunkport and you *don't* visit the LLBean store, then you're missing out on a
great treat.

On 12/27/12 1:13 PM, GuzzisRule wrote:
On Thu, 27 Dec 2012 12:18:23 -0500, iBoaterer wrote:

In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

Yeah, that's what I want to see and do when I go to explore somewhere,
shop and go to a mall.

If you've not traveled to Maine and seen the sights, you're missing a lot. Kennebunkport is well
worth a stop, with campgrounds right outside of town (and at least one, that we were in, allows
tents!). http://hemlockgrovecampground.com/photo-gallery

If you visit Kennebunkport and you *don't* visit the LLBean store, then you're missing out on a
great treat.



The home store of LL Bean is about 50 miles from Kennebunkport, in Freeport.

In article ,
says...

On Thu, 27 Dec 2012 12:18:23 -0500, iBoaterer wrote:

In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

Yeah, that's what I want to see and do when I go to explore somewhere,
shop and go to a mall.

If you've not traveled to Maine and seen the sights, you're missing a lot. Kennebunkport is well
worth a stop, with campgrounds right outside of town (and at least one, that we were in, allows
tents!). http://hemlockgrovecampground.com/photo-gallery

If you visit Kennebunkport and you *don't* visit the LLBean store, then you're missing out on a
great treat.

I've been to Maine on two different occasions. I sure as hell didn't
spend my time holed up in a hotel and shopping.

On Thu, 27 Dec 2012 13:36:57 -0500, iBoaterer wrote:

In article ,
says...

On Thu, 27 Dec 2012 12:18:23 -0500, iBoaterer wrote:

In article ,
says...

On 12/27/12 11:01 AM, wrote:
On Thursday, December 27, 2012 10:15:18 AM UTC-4, ESAD wrote:
On 12/27/12 8:59 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"GuzzisRule" wrote in message

...





Here ya go!



http://www.rvwholesalers.com/resourc...aptor_2012.pdf



Everything you want in one place. Keep clicking the down arrow. This is

what's called a 'Toy Hauler'

fifth wheel.



---------------------------------------------------



Looks familiar. We had the 377-SE version. Went "camping" once with it

and had the most miserable week of my life.



My daughter started it all. She and her husband were into camping and

were purchasing a new travel trailer. She convinced Mrs.E and I and my

older son and his wife to get a trailer as well for "family" camping.

I saw it as a good excuse to get a new truck, so I bought the Raptor Toy

Hauler along with a Ford 350 Diesel and had the fifth wheel hitch

installed. I had a Harley at the time and figured the toy hauler would

come in handy. My son bought a slightly smaller fifth wheel and a Ford

250 with the V-10. We all picked up our new RV's the same day at the

dealership.



My daughter made reservations for all of us for a week at a campground

in New Hampshire that they visited often. I forget what the name of it

is. I call it "Marty Moose Land". We all had sites beside each other.

The trip to the campground was uneventful. The Ford pulled the Raptor

with no problem and I thought this was going to be pretty cool.



Well, that particular week in the mountains of New Hampshire was the

hottest, most humid week I've spent anywhere. Big thunderstorms every

afternoon kept us all huddled inside our respective RV's with the AC

units running at full blast. When it stopped raining and we ventured

outside, the mosquitoes were waiting to draw blood.



One humid, sultry afternoon, we were sitting at my son's site trying to

have a beer while swishing away the bugs and mosquitoes. His young

daughter was playing inside his fifth wheel. As we sat talking, I

looked up and saw water seeping out of the storage area door under the

master bedroom of the RV. Got up, opened the door, and gallons of

water started pouring out. His daughter had plugged the vanity sink in

the bedroom and had the faucets turned on full. It had filled the sink

and was overflowing everywhere, soaking the carpets and draining into

the storage area. I took off to find a hardware store to get a wet

vac while the rest started sopping up the water.



Gracefully, the last day of our camping adventure arrived. My son and

his family left, and then us by early afternoon. My daughter and her

husband wanted to stay a little longer, so we said goodbye and hit the

road.



By 8pm, I had just arrived home and backed the fifth-wheel into it's

spot at our house when the phone rang. It was my daughter. They had

just left the campsite, got a mile down the road and their vehicle

snapped a tie rod. They were sitting on the side of a busy road with a

broken SUV, their new, 28' travel trailer and two crying kids.



So, dear old Dad heads back to the New Hampshire mountains in his truck

to rescue them. Finally got back to their house by 2am, towing the

trailer.

Their truck was put on a flatbed and taken to a repair shop.



The next day I listed the Raptor "For Sale" in a couple of the RV

classifieds. Sold it a few weeks later to a buyer in Canada.



BTW, that wasn't our first attempt at trying the camping scene. When I

first retired and we wintered in Florida, we thought it would be fun to

make the trips back and forth in a RV. We tried a 37' Pace Arrow class

A motorhome, a Chinook Glacier and a Dodge Sprinter RV. Of the three,

I liked the Sprinter the most and we owned it the longest, but we

eventually sold the Florida house and rarely used the Sprinter. We

ended up selling it to a guy in Missouri who flew out and drove it

home. He and his wife still send us email pictures of their travels in

it.



Camping is great for some people. It's just not for me. I'd much

rather live on a boat.









We've been to Maine a few times. On one of those trips, we rented an RV

and loaded it onto a ferry to take us to an island campground for a few

days. The RV, the island, and so forth were fine, but the island was

infested with biting bugs. They weren't mosquitoes, they were much

bigger, and it was hot and humid, too. Misery most of the time.



The next time we went to Maine, we stayed he



http://mainestayinn.com/



No annoying insects indoors or outdoors, beautiful rooms, great

breakfasts, and within walking distance of lots of sights and shopping

and the waterfront. My wife was *much* happier! We ate too many meals at

Mabel's Lobster House, purportedly where President and Mrs. George H.W.

Bush had many meals when he was healthier. Lobsters at the dock were

about $2.50 a pound. I braved walking into the water at a local beach

and got in about halfway up to my knees before the cold chased me out. I

love the Maine coastline.



On the way back, we stayed at a B&B in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to see

relatives and old friends. Nice enough place, but no match for the Maine

Stay. No bugs.

That spot looks nice. I've always wanted to get down to the Seashore Trolly Museum in that area. I was serious in the summer of 2011 but after contacting the museum found out that the main attraction for me (Birney Safety Car) was judged too run down to put on display or even to fix up in the immediate future.
The birney car was the only streetcar used in Halifax from about 1921 until 1949..the year I was born.


Kennebunkport can get a little crowded with tourists (like us), but when
we were there, in the height of the tourist season, it wasn't that bad.
There's lots to see in that part of Maine. LL Bean isn't that far away,
and it is worth a day's visit.

Yeah, that's what I want to see and do when I go to explore somewhere,
shop and go to a mall.

If you've not traveled to Maine and seen the sights, you're missing a lot. Kennebunkport is well
worth a stop, with campgrounds right outside of town (and at least one, that we were in, allows
tents!). http://hemlockgrovecampground.com/photo-gallery

If you visit Kennebunkport and you *don't* visit the LLBean store, then you're missing out on a
great treat.

I've been to Maine on two different occasions. I sure as hell didn't
spend my time holed up in a hotel and shopping.

And you didn't visit the LLBean store?