Saskia and Richard's RVing Adventures

Tuesday 19th May, and I’m sitting in the RV with fleecy pj bottoms and a double layer on top to keep warm.  Only way to get over the blues of dealing with the cold we have encountered since arriving in Colorado is to sit and plan our route following our visit to Richard’s brother Jim in Denver in June. Not that it is all doom and hailstones here – the weather systems seem to give us sunny mornings where it is warm enough to go for a walk with a short sleeved T Shirt and admire the scenic foothills of the Rockies that tower snow-capped in the background, but dark clouds roll over them in the afternoons and we have had thunder, hail and lightening every evening since we arrived on Thursday, and pretty much everywhere else we have stayed in the interim. The US Airbase where are camped has a loud speaker system that warns of approaching storms and tells you to seek shelter.  It was quite funny at first, now it’s just annoying.  Today, after a night of constant rain, and tem

I can’t believe it’s been more than a fortnight since my last post.  RVing is a busy lifestyle, especially when it entails seeing relatives and friends along with the travelling and sightseeing.  Since the Squawk (our tornado/severe weather warning radio for those who have not read my last post) emitted its warning screeches whilst we were in Hot Springs, we have traveled a further 600 miles westwards, through south west Arkansas, southern Oklahoma, and into the Texas panhandle.   Squawk has remained silent as we have not reprogrammed it to the various counties we have traveled through. We have been watching the weather on our phone app, however, and endured some more thunderstorms, and average daytime temperatures of 80 degrees Farenheit ( 27 Centrigrade), and night time temperatures of about 55 degrees F (13 C). Around 143 F/62 C is the temperature of the hot waters that are propelled to the surface of an area of Arkansas now called Hot Springs, located within the Ouachi