I wrote previously about it being a small world and it gets smaller and more surprising.  Camping at the OHV dispersed camping area has its merits and its drawbacks. And some surprises! 

After moving the van to get a little farther from a camper who runs his generator about 10 hours a day, I find a pretty darn good spot right at the beginning of the OHV road that leads to lots of fun for those who have ATVs and love the rough and tumble of it. People and rigs are always coming and going so a new neighbor is nothing out of the ordinary. You just never know who will show up at any given point in time, and sometimes it’s a real surprise.


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Michael and Sammy the dachshund/Australian shepherd cross


  As these things go we happened to be outside at the same time our newest neighbor was and chatted a bit. The usual conversation ensues: Where you from, how long have you been traveling, full-time?, regrets, etc. When asked where he is from Michael says, “Redding.”  WHAT????  We chat some more and share a little more about ourselves and why we are choosing this lifestyle.

Inevitably when one travels in a small recreational vehicle (van) the question always comes up; were you at the RTR? Michael has been full-timing for almost a year now loving the freedom and cost-effectiveness of traveling in a smaller vehicle. This year was his second attendance at the Rubber Tramp Rendezvous. I tell him, I too, was there but with 440 plus vehicles camped in the same general area we didn’t run across each other.


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Sam the Adorable shows what he thinks of people who run their generators waaaaay too much 


I mention my blog and tell him I will give him a card if he is interested in reading about our adventures, and he says he is.

I have had this nagging feeling that I have seen him somewhere, but darn if I can remember when or where. Nothing comes to mind. After some time camping here he says he will be leaving in a few days. Fortunately I remember to give him my blog card.  Long story short, after giving him the card and him finding time to check it out he tells me that he has already been following my blog for quite some time. I didn’t make that connection because of the lack of knowing a last name, and he didn’t know that it was my blog that he was following until we started talking about it. That’s where I have seen him; his profile picture! What a delightful surprise! Not only is he from my area, but he’s been following my blog, too.


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Spoiled Fur Boy

Michael and the absolutely adorable Sam leave this morning, headed for Pahrump and then into Death Valley to see what will probably be a super bloom which happens after a significant late winter/early spring wet spell. I’m hanging around Havasu waiting for the cacti to bloom here. It’s beginning to get hot so I hope it’s soon, because we need to move on, too.


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You ready to hit the road Sammy?


How very delightful to have met you Michael! Hugs to you and Sam. May you be blessed with safe travels and many wonderful memories.

Thanks for stopping by 2Dogs! 



Author: 2DogsTravel

Hello! Welcome to my blog. I am a full-time traveler, retired from a lifetime of different occupations, traveling the country with my two little dogs, Fries and Charlie B; The Chiweenie Brothers. You never know where you might find us, but if you do stop by and say hi . . . If you can get past the two best watch dogs in the universe! Happy Trails!

3 thoughts on “WHAT ARE THE ODDS?”

  1. Love it! The new adventures, friends and yet a taste of home. How is Burger doing? I am so glad if he is able to enjoy the ride and new surroundings. I am looking forward to the cacti bloom pics. Many of us live vicariously through your ventures.


    1. Thank you, I am so glad you enjoy the blog! It’s nice to know!
      Burger is doing okay. Not great, but well enough. He doesn’t like to go on long walks anymore, or maybe it’s just the heat. In any case, if he balks I leave him in the front, shaded, and The Chiweenie Brothers and I take off. The motion of the van seems to bother him and sometimes he makes noises like he needs to go, but it’s a ploy to get me to stop I think. He has his good days and some bad days. Getting a bit frail.


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