Being inside an RV during a severe storm can be frightening – some storms will rock your RV, and the rain, wind or hail can be deafening.
Can you recall a time you were stuck in your RV during a violent storm when you feared for your safety? Did you think the roof would fall through? That the roof would blow off? That a nearby tree would come through the ceiling? Did you think all four corners of your RV would be plucked right up off the ground?
After you vote in the poll below, please leave a comment and tell us the story (if you can bear to remember!). Thanks, and we’re glad you’re safe!
And be sure to check out our directory of RV parks (and other locations) with storm shelters, which is updated whenever RVers notify us that they know of one which isn’t listed yet.
While In west Texas a storm came through with straight line winds that rocked the rv quite a bit. We found out the next day that the wind was so strong that it blew a train off the tracks and the cars broke open. We could see it for at least a mile along the highway leaving.
I was in a pop up tent trailer. The wind made one side support pole bend and the tenting came down. Also I was concerned about tree limbs falling. My beautiful site on the Oregon coast became my scariest site.
Once in northern Minnesota, we were riding out a horrific rain storm at a city RV Park. A knock on the door and there was a police officer telling everyone to take shelter as a Tornado was in the vicinity. We didn’t know where to go so we sat in our pickup ready to leave if the tornado came. It did come within a mile of us and from now on, when we stop we check to see where shelters might be located.
Twice. Both were very large Texas twisters, one in a desert, one coming off a lake. The desert one was the scariest as it momentarily shortened our ability to see to the outside surface of our truck’s windshield. Unable to see anything and having crawled to a stop, we knew there were other vehicles close to us on the same highway and prayed they did the same. The other twister permanently hid some of our camping gear and my canoe ended up in a tree. I stood on the step of our popup as it threatened to roll over onto the power pedistal while the wife and kids abandoned me for the community bathroom. It was over in 2-3 minutes.
Assateague Island in Maryland, camping in a pop up camper with a quick moving tropical depression. The wings were flapping most of the night and we had sand that blew into places in the camper that I never knew had access from the outside. Wet and tattered the next AM, limped back home.
August 1987 Oshgosh, WI at the EAA annual fly-in in a 20′ TT, awning out. My older brother camping in a tent on the ground next to our TT. We are all over at the displays having a good time when someone said, “Uh-oh. Look west!”. We ran fast but the storm won that race and took our awning and Bob’s tent. Other folks were not so lucky, though no one got killed. Weather report that evening confirmed that it was a tornado.
Summer 1963 Bottomless Lakes SP east of Roswell NM, GMC pickup truck with Chinook camper. Mom, Dad & older brother gone to town leaving myself, my younger brother & our dog at the camo site to play. Rather suddenly the sky darkened, wind picked up and hail started. By the time we ran and got into the camper and locked the door one of the metal shed roofs had started flapping & soon blew off into the sky. The camper started rocking severely so we each got into a closet and waited for whatever was our destiny. Just when we thought the truck was about to fall on its side the wind started to die down and within 20 minutes it was all over. We were safe and the truck was fine except for the hail dents.
Second night in our current MH, headed home from Indiana to Colorado (we ordered & picked up) we missed the signs to the campground, were under a severe weather warning & stopped at Walmart. There was one truck in the parking lot. Woke up 3am violently shaking, downpour running across flat parking lot. My first thought was that if the truck was gone we were about to do a “Dorothy”. Luckily, the truck was still there. Once the wind & rain settled enough, we moved on since we couldn’t get back to sleep.
We learned the term “severe storm” in Amana, Iowa at a RV campground there. Right after we arrived the wind picked up and got really gusty. We stayed hitched to our fifth wheel and were parked facing the direction so as not to be across the wind. After the sun set and it got later the storm intensified. The rain started to come down…sideways. It blew rain so hard that where we had the slide out open (probably a mistake)it came in around the seams so badly we had to put towels down to soak it up as it was happening. I jumped into bed..covered my head and proceeded to wait it out. Either flip over and die or ride it out. My husband stayed up and changed towels and watched for potential of anything flying open or “off”. It only lasted a few hours but the next morning we opened the doors to people trying to retrieve lost patio furniture, parts of awnings, etc. What a night. Thank goodness we had stayed hitched to the truck..I think it kept us from going over.
We’ve encountered this a couple times over the past 50 years. The worst was in a tent. We felt the whole thing being lifted as we huddled and prayed but never picked all the way. Was told the funnel had passed over top of the campground. It had pulled half of our tent stakes out. Never found them all. Had a similar experience in a pop-up where we lost our awning, wasn’t out, and a Clam®.
We were at Kansas Speedway in the middle.of a big field and we were in our rv and tornado sirens were going off. It was raining so hard, we couldnt see anything and the rv was rocking! We had nowhere to go, we just held on and hoped for the best!
We were at Myrtle Beach during a tropical storm, wind blew for 36 hours, trailer rocked and swayed the whole time.
A sandstorm so violent I feared the RV would tip over and/or the paint would be blasted off by morning. We cleaned sand out of every nook and cranny for weeks.
There was a cinder block building nearby, thankfully.
We Were in SD. On private property rachet strapped down to bars in a cement slab. Storm blew through so fast no time to put in our 4 slides. They were sucking in and out. Dog was growling, cat meowing. Went and sat on bed. Hubby and I held hands and our animals. Praying to God to spare us. After we heard tornado touched down 14 miles north of us. And in SD you can see up to 30 miles away in some spots. Told my husband we either go home (Michigan) or we go to TX. That was 2015. So here we are in TX. Hurricane Harvey stopped by 2017. But that’s another story.
Serious winds with trees and limbs falling in campground, so we were afraid something would fall on us. We left our campsite in the state park, and drove our small RV up the narrow road to the open parking lot at the top of the small mountain. There we were somewhat sheltered, and we enjoyed the view until the winds subsided.
Years ago we camped in a great little pop-up camper. We were in Wisconsin and overnight a violent thunderstorm passed by. Fortunately we were camped down a hill from the highest point in the campground. The trailer really rocked but we were fine. Not sure what the outcome would have been if we were on top of the hill. The storm was expected but the intensity was not accurately predicted. We had discussed earlier if we should head to the campground shelter if the storm intensified. Again, considering the location our campsite was positioned we decided to stay in the camper. In the end it worked out well.
Had just arrived at Branson, late in the afternoon. Middle of the night, someone was knocking on the MH door, when we opened, a person asked if we were afraid of tornados.. Asked him why, he said there was one out on the lake, headed our way! We went to storm shelter, lucky for us it went the other way, and wiped out a LOT of Branson, but we were OK.
Not in my travel trailer but in my tent those summer and early fall thunderstorms that you can see coming and when they get to you – no they didn’t go east or west of you – they are full of rain and wind! My tent was almost to the ground but it popped back up. Me, I was in my vehicle which was rocking and
swaying. Glad I didn’t have any RV!
We were in Nebraska in our Coleman Pop Up when the tornado sirens went off. Our two daughters and I ran to the cinder block bathrooms while my husband packed the pop up down. The car and pop up moved about a foot and both sustained some hail damage. Our daughters big concern was “Daddy in the girls bathroom”. We had that pop up for another 15 years and that pitted roof always reminded us to have a plan. We raised our kids camping all over North America in that pop up. It was still working great and we kept it looking brand new when she went to charity