We have a new book that was just published on Amazon. It is called “I Go Where I’m Towed”. Don’t be fooled by the title though, this book has nothing to do with towing a travel trailer.  

It does, however, have everything to do with our experiences over the last thirty-five years while owning eight different travel trailers.  Hopefully you will find this to be an entertaining, and nostalgic look back at those events.  

Come on our journey and read about some of the challenges we have faced, the places we stayed, as well as our experiences on the road.  From a very simplistic start with an eighteen-year-old no frills Jayco; all the way to our newest trailer; and everything in-between.  These are some of our most frightening, weird, and memorable experiences.  In every journey, there is a story, and this is ours.

Here is a very brief sample from the book:

From the very start, the Jayco travel trailer was an amazing improvement over tent camping.  Although, putting down the dinette for the kids to sleep on was a bit of a hassle, it was nothing compared to the set up required to tent camp.

Then came the night of the tornado.  This we were not expecting.  Not that we hadn’t experienced tornados while camping before – we had.

Once when Tammy and I were tent camping at Devils Lake State Park the tornado sirens went off.  We had just finished getting the tent up and hurried to break camp and scurry away to safety.  Nothing came of that tornado, other than an adrenaline rush.

This particular day at the KOA, the weather had been very pleasant.  We had heard that there was the potential for some rain heading our way; and that it would arrive sometime that night. 

The KOA sits in a bit of a ravine, with hills on three sides of the campground.  The open side faces what was then called Harney’s Peak (now named Black Elk Peak).  As the sun set, the kids played near the camper. To the west we could see lightening behind the distant clouds. 

Later the kids went to bed and Tammy and I started to notice the winds were picking up quite a bit.  At this point we could feel the trailer sway back and forth.  “Wow, the trailer is really rocking” I remarked.

Even with the portable jack stands on the front and rear frame, there was a lot of movement.  That’s when the radio announced that there was a tornado moving towards the black hills.  I told Tammy we were probably safe being so low in the ravine, but I really had no idea what would happen.

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If your interested in reading more, click here to purchase our book on Amazon.