RVing and PCSing Go Hand In Hand

The Gustafson family is RVing from Alaska to Florida during this PCS move. I caught up with them this morning as they were preparing to head out. They spent the night here at the Gila Bend famcamp in Arizona. When they left it was snowing in Elmendorf as they hauled their toyhauler to Haines, Alaska to catch the ferry to Bellingham, Washington. They didn't take off their snow tires until they were well into California. The Gustafson family uses many of the military campgrounds available exclusively to active duty, retired military personnel and DOD employees. The kids love the adventure partly because of the travel but mostly because they have Dad all to themselves for a while. Dad is a busy guy flying F-15 jets and now he's going to be the Vice Wing Commander at the 33rd Fighter Wing at Eglin Air Force Base. I told the boys they have alligators in Flordia and they thought that was cool and were looking forward to living on the beach. Laughing, one of the boys said, "We're going from cold to warm!" So next time you have a PCS move consider doing it in an RV. I have a special place in my heart for military kids - we raised five of them. Jim Twamley, Professor of RVing

Armed Forces Vacation Club Can Save You Money

This online club offers Space-A rentals which is a “space availability” program, providing affordable condominium vacations at resorts around the world for only $329 a week. They will also save you money on air, hotel and car rentals as well as discount cruises. You can find them here: AFVC
Jim Twamley, Professor of RVing

RIP Old Man Winter

A lot of people ask me, “Why do you go to Arizona in the winter?” It’s simple really, it’s the weather! This month we are at the Gila Bend Famcamp.

While other folks in the northern parts of the US are digging out from the last snow storm, chipping ice off their driveway, plugging in their engine block heaters, hauling wood, thawing pipes and sliding down the street doing donuts on the ice, well, we are in shorts, tank-tops and sandals playing Scrabble under our awning. Iced tea with lemon, humming birds flittering about, palm tree branches waiving in a balmy breeze, the smell of BBQ in the air and good company and well, you get the picture. RIP Old Man Winter!