As mentioned previously, our first foray into RVing was in a wee Mallard 19N. It was only about 20 feet long and tipped the scales at 3,750 pounds dry. We had been shopping for something like this figuring our 1993 Chevy Astro with its powerful V6 and 5,000 pound towing capacity would be able to handle it.
I grew up camping. I didn’t know the terms ‘back-country’ or ‘primitive’. That’s what they call it nowadays. Back then, we would put everything in a boat, go to the far shore of the lake where there was no one and nothing civilized within sight and pitch a tent or two. Campfires for cooking, blankets hung over a rope strung around three or four trees with a hole dug in the middle. Life was good. Later we modernized and got a Coleman cookstove that used liquid fuel (also good for getting the campfire started in a hurry).
Years ago we discovered the RV lifestyle. It was love at first outing. But being a full-time RVer was nothing more than a pipe dream.The problem was, we had a 6 inch dream and just a 2 inch pipe.