By Kernut, on March 18th, 2012%
For the first time in my adventures, I’m about to tell you of an “attraction” I will never again go to. Nope, it’s not Mexico.
Not far from the border of Mexico, is the small town of Felicity, California, the self-proclaimed “Center of the World”.
 The Center of the World? After a long road trip to get there, my rig/house guest (who has long since returned to their day job) went in and asked to use the bathroom only to be told by the non-too-pleasant greeter it would cost three dollars. The owner, with whom I had a separate conversation, quoted me five dollars – with a similarly unfriendly demeanor. Our experience was unpleasant, to say the least.
Skip this “attraction” – we did. My poor friend really had to pee, but we felt it wasn’t worth prolonging and compounding the bad experience we’d already been given by being charged for it.
All you need to know is EVERYWHERE is the true Center of the World. Wherever you are at any given moment, even right now while reading this post, you are on the center of the world.
Two Blondes in Mexico
Don’t stop now! Continue reading The Center of the World, and two blondes in Mexico.
By Kernut, on March 13th, 2012%
Two things that need shootin’: Varmints in your RV and Stalkers
It’s been a week of things that need shootin’. (Note the dropped “g” – I’m already starting to sound like a Texan. Just know it happens very fast, people, very fast.)
(A note for my new readers: Last summer I bought my first RV and immediately became a full-timer. I’m single, and drive a mid-size Class A. I travel with my cat, Checkers – the copilot who can’t read maps, and a rare house guest/visitor. I’ve learned I’m a bit of a Glamper – I don’t like to sacrifice the little niceties to live the nomadic lifestyle. If this paragraph hasn’t bored you to tears and you want to know more, you can learn about my travels here, me here, and get zombie t-shirts and stuff here. What? Everyone needs zombie stuff.)
And now back to our regularly scheduled programming…
The varmint inside my RV…
Thump – thump – thump. (silence) Thump – thump – thump. (silence)
All night long it went, coming from somewhere under my rig, but within the chassis or walls.
The loudness of the thumps indicated it was probably a squirrel. It seemed to pull on something (such as my wiring!) and as its body jerked back with the motion, it would hit the wall behind it.
I didn’t find where it was getting in, but I did manage to get rid of the little monster and finally get a full night’s sleep.
As soon as it was late enough the following morning so as not to piss off my neighbors, I turned on the generator, started the engine and let both run for 30 minutes while I pulled the slides in and the jacks up. Then I covered the area beneath my rig with mothballs, and got an ultrasonic pest control device. So far, so good.
But I’ve learned my copilot who can’t read maps, isn’t much of a pest deterrent, either. *sigh*
 The welcome varmint inside my RV: "Look, Ma! I'm guarding the bed." Yup, no squirrels will get on the bed now. The bed is safe.
The varmint outside my RV…
As a single female Don’t stop now! Continue reading Don’t make me get my gun out. Again.
By Kernut, on March 10th, 2012%
 Calipatria, in southern California, boldly claims to hold such distinctions as possessing the “World’s Tallest Flagpole” and being the “Lowest Down City Below Sea Level in the Western Hemisphere”.
The population is around 7,700. That includes the 4,000 inmates at the Calipatria State Prison. If you’re as good at math as I am, you’ve already figured out more than half the population consists of incarcerated criminals.
I only take you guys to the best places.
While the library is the size of some apartments I’ve lived in, it still has several internet access stations.
As I walked toward the intersection, a young gal was leading her cow across the street. Yup, she was out walking her cow. On a leash.
Calipatria is known locally as “CowPat” because of all the cows, and more to the point, because of their numerous patties, the pungent scent from which is often blown all the way to Slab City, a beefy 12 miles away.
 Calipatria, California: Lowest Down City and World's Tallest Flagpole - according to the local government. Who just may have escaped from the local prison. At 184 feet below sea level, Don’t stop now! Continue reading I got down, way down, in Calipatria.
By Kernut, on February 25th, 2012%
When I escaped (and we won’t go into how, but we’ll just say he let me go), I went to the Salton Sea Beach. And then I walked on the millions of dead fish that cover the shore. Lemme esplain… (and you might not want to look at the pictures or go any farther if you’re eating lunch.) Ok, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. The Salton Sea Beach is on the eastern side of the Salton Sea in southern California. It’s a wonderful park and campground full of amenities. And the birdwatching is terrific. . . . → Read More: I was eaten by a giant dinosaur, and then I found millions of Zombie Fish.
By Kernut, on February 14th, 2012%
 Really, what more could one ask for?
Monterey County is one of my favorite places in California. Santa Barbara being the other. But when it comes to the coastal views, Monterey County wins hands down.
Big Sur, Carmel, and Monterey have some of the most beautiful coastline in the country.
 Point Lobos State Park, near Carmel  Highway One on the way to Big Sur  Seals at Old Fisherman's Wharf in Monterey Enough of the pretty stuff. Here’s the weird, wacky, and wonderful around the area… Don’t stop now! Continue reading Cement boats, giant artichokes, old jails, and two-story outhouses.
By Kernut, on February 12th, 2012%
After owning my first RV for about eight months, I have compiled a good list of things to look for when buying a used RV.
(For my non-RVing readers, feel free to skip this post.)
While the title says “Ten Things”, there are likely many more than ten things you should know before buying a used RV. Below, I’ve included about 15 things to check before buying a used RV or motorhome.
First, it was a LOT easier to get one than I thought. The folks at See Grins RV were great with helping me choose a motorhome, and with financing. But before you start to think this is a commercial, know that my mention of See Grins is unsolicited and not compensated. (In fact, they don’t even know I’m posting this.)
These tips, many from kind fellow RV owners, were immensely helpful to me when buying my first RV. Some I have come to discover on my own.
Here are some things to look for:
1. Don’t stop now! Continue reading Ten Things You Must Know Before Buying a Used RV
By Kernut, on February 8th, 2012%
  A Plethora of Tumbleweed. Train and Tumbleweed
An Ode to the Southwest
Never did I think I’d see,
Such a plethora of tumbleweed.
By north or south or west or east,
Far and wide lies the hearty beast.
Tumbleweeds cover the desert land,
So many so, they’re out of hand.
For hundreds of miles and days without end,
The tumbleweed seemed my only friend.
Laying low along the sandy flats,
My abundant friend holds mighty fast.
By blasting winds and extreme high heat, Don’t stop now! Continue reading Train and Tumbleweed
By Kernut, on February 6th, 2012%
 On returning to the Bay Area to visit friends and family for the holidays, the first thing that struck me was the traffic. It was around noon on a Monday and Highway 101 was packed in the southbound direction. Luckily, I was heading northbound.
In the two months I had spent traveling the southwest (Southern California desert, Utah, Arizona) I never encountered any traffic. I didn’t miss it one bit.
 From the Saratoga foothills, looking east. The Bay Area has a little of everything: culture, shopping centers, great restaurants, surfing, and work. Even in this economy Silicon Valley has managed to still appear prosperous in comparison to other areas of the country I’ve seen. (Sadly, I saw many more abandoned buildings and homes in the southwest.)
Plus, they have some cool, weird stuff. And some really big stuff.
The Largest Monopoly Board, at the Children’s Discovery Museum in San Jose.
 World's Biggest Monopoly Board Don’t stop now! Continue reading Giant Bunnies, Giant Monopoly Boards, and World’s Longest Garlic Braid. Welcome to Northern California.
By Kernut, on February 6th, 2012%
  "As soon as I saw you, I knew an adventure was going to happen." ~Winnie the Pooh It’s been twenty-eight days with my rig/house guest.
Twenty-eight days straight. In about 200 square feet of living space.
Despite the zombie movie reference, we didn’t kill each other.
This is HUGE for two, long-time single people.
We spent time in two states (California and Arizona), and two countries (US and Mexico).
And we had a blast!
I also learned a lot about myself, most of it good. Don’t stop now! Continue reading 28 Days Later
By Kernut, on February 1st, 2012%
 The scene: An empty two-lane highway at 8:30 pm on a Wednesday night.
My car: The nice tow car previously pictured, carrying two blond-haired white people (me and the aforementioned house guest) slowly driving back to their campsite in Slab City after a day at the nearby RV park pool, hanging with sober people. (The sober part will be of significance further in the story.)
Behind us: A car is tailgating. For almost 15 minutes.
They could easily go around us on the empty highway.
A couple extra white lights come on over their roof. Then the side spotlight as seen on cop cars comes out. Within seconds a red light comes on, so I pull over.
Two dimwitted Border Patrol agents creep up on the right side, stop about ten feet away, and peer towards the interior of the car, fear and suspicion on their face. Don’t stop now! Continue reading Border Patrol = Reno 911
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