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Summer RV Tour 2025: A Retirement Adventure

July 5, 2025 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

57 Days. 4,700 Miles. Countless Memories.

The Summer RV Tour 2025 wasn’t just a trip—it was the first chapter of retirement, a rolling adventure across the American West with Bertie Bea, my Tiffin Allegro Open Road, and Rosie in tow. From the high plains of Colorado to the historic falls of Montana, every stop along the way carried its own flavor, history, and cast of characters.

Whether you’re a seasoned full-timer or dreaming of your first RV trip, I hope this post inspires you to hit the road, chase some sunsets, and listen to the stories each town and trail has to offer.

🚀 Launching Into Retirement

In May 2025, I shut down the work laptop for good. After years in the office, the open road was calling—and I answered. Retirement meant more than extra free time; it meant finally being able to live fully on the road with no deadline but the horizon.

🌾 Kit Carson, CO – Where the Wind Still Whispers

My first stop was Kit Carson, Colorado, a high plains town named for the legendary frontiersman and scout. The wind out there doesn’t mess around—one night brought 40mph sustained winds with gusts up to 70mph. I had to pull in Bertie Bea’s slides just to keep the toppers from becoming airborne.

It was wild. It was raw. And it was a beautiful reminder of why the frontier spirit is still alive and well out there.

🧭 Historical Side Note: Kit Carson helped guide the Frémont expeditions and played a significant role in westward expansion. His legacy is storied—and complicated—but the town bearing his name still holds echoes of that old west grit.

🎣 North Sterling State Park, CO – Friendship and Fresh Air

Next up: North Sterling State Park. Nestled around North Sterling Lake, it’s the perfect place for reconnecting—with old friends and new. The campground was alive with weekend laughter, shared meals, and lakeside chats that stretched well past sunset.

For me, this stop was a reaffirmation that RV life isn’t just about seeing the country—it’s about building community wherever your tires touch the ground.

🏛️ Laramie, WY – From Outlaws to On-Air

In Laramie, I found a quiet place to catch up on Wandering Gypsy RV Life projects and begin laying the groundwork for a brand-new podcast: On the Road with TechnoRV.

I also visited the Wyoming Territorial Prison, where the infamous Butch Cassidy was once incarcerated. Walking those cold stone halls was like stepping into another time.

📚 Historical Highlight: Laramie was once known as “Hell on Wheels” thanks to its wild railroad boom. Today, it’s a balance of college town charm and old-west heritage.

🎂 Alcova, WY – A Dam Fine Birthday Week

I rang in my birthday fishing the North Platte River in Alcova with my friends Brian Hilbert and Rowdy. The local slogan, “It’s a dam site,” was spot-on.

We floated, fished, and flung enough flies to make any trout nervous—and managed to land some beautiful rainbows. There may have been a few epic fishing fails too… but I’ll let my YouTube video tell that story.

🎣 Fishing Fan? Watch the video of my birthday week fly fishing adventure (and bloopers!) on YouTube »

🏞️ Medora, ND – National Parks and Rodeo Legends

Medora is a treasure on the edge of Theodore Roosevelt National Park. Rosie and I drove the scenic loop, where bison roam and badlands blaze in the sunset.

I also stopped by the North Dakota Cowboy Hall of Fame, where I was moved by an exhibit featuring Wayne Herman, PRCA World Champion Bareback Rider, and one of my childhood rodeo heroes. His grit and resilience made a huge impact on me growing up—and still does.

🐴 Miles City, MT – Museums and Military History

In Miles City, I toured the Range Rider Museum, located on the site of Fort Keogh—named after Capt. Myles Keogh, who died with Custer at the Battle of the Little Bighorn.

The museum is packed with frontier history: rifles, saddles, wagons, and cowboy artifacts from every era. It’s one of the most authentic looks at the American West you’ll find.

🌊 Great Falls, MT – Tracing the Lewis & Clark Trail

In Billings, I met up with Doug Simcox from the Beyond the Chutes podcast, and we made a road trip to Great Falls to explore the very ground where Lewis and Clark once stood.

The expedition had to portage five massive waterfalls in this area—a grueling task that nearly broke them. Seeing those falls firsthand gave me a whole new appreciation for their journey.

🎙️ Bonus: Doug and I recorded some great podcast content during our time together—stay tuned!

🎪 Rock Springs, WY – Tiffin Rallies and River Days

The Tiffin Allegro Club “Riding the Range” Rally at the Sweetwater Events Complex in Rock Springs was 10 days of education, upgrades, and good old-fashioned fun.

I teamed up with Michael Kilbourne and the TechnoRV crew to record seminars and podcast episodes and even took a day off to fish the Green River with guide Austin Fox of The Solitary Angler—one of the best guides I’ve ever had.

It was also a pleasure to meet Bob Tiffin, the founder of Tiffin Motorhomes, and Brett Davis, owner of National Indoor RV Centers and 2025 Ernst & Young Entrepreneur of the Year. Safe to say the RV world is in good hands.

🚐 The Road Home – 1,700 Miles and a Full Heart

After the rally, I drove 1,700 miles over four days and pulled into Kick Back Ranch & Event Center—my home base in Alabama—on June 26.

Fifty-seven days. Dozens of stops. More memories than I can count. And I’d do it all over again tomorrow.

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Whether you’re full-timing or weekend wandering, remember:

“Not all who wander are lost.”
— J.R.R. Tolkien

Until next time, keep your coffee hot, your hitch tight, and your spirit wide open.

See you on the road,

– Stan

Trout, Friendships & Fly Lines: A Week on Wyoming’s North Platte River

May 31, 2025 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

The wide open skies of Wyoming along the North Platte River in Alcova, Wyoming.

There’s something about the North Platte River that keeps calling me back—like an old friend waving from the distance, a place where time slows down and the fishing stories practically write themselves.

This past week was one for the books. I had the chance to spend quality time with two of my closest buddies, Rowdy and Brian, casting lines, sharing laughs, and making memories along the banks of one of the West’s most iconic trout fisheries.

Stan is incognito in this photo on the boat with Rowdy (Seated) and Brian during another great day on the water.

First Stop: Grey Reef Magic

We kicked off the week on the legendary Grey Reef section of the North Platte. This stretch is well-known among fly anglers for its rich insect hatches, big rainbows, and that surreal Wyoming landscape where wide skies meet rugged terrain. On that particular Tuesday, everything clicked—the fish were active, the weather played nice, and the camaraderie on the boat made it all that much sweeter.

There’s a kind of peace that settles over you when you’re drifting through slow runs and riffles with good friends. The quiet anticipation before a strike. The sudden shout when a fish hits or when Stan’s mind wanders from the task at hand which would be watching the nymph rig bobber for the hint of a strike. I can’t count how many times, Brian yelled, “STAN, keep your eyes on the bobber!” The shared grins when someone finally lands that trout they’ve been stalking for half the float. It was one of those days that reminds you why you put in the miles to get here.

A Tougher Day, a Guide’s Grace

Not every day on the river is a home run. That’s just how fly fishing goes.

Later in the week, we floated a lower section of the North Platte that just didn’t want to cooperate. The water was beautiful, the casts were sharp, but the fish? They were tight-lipped and hiding.

But here’s where having a guide like Brian Hilbert of Colorado River Outfitters makes all the difference. Instead of chalking it up as a loss, Brian did what great guides do—he pivoted. After a short haul back to the take-out, he suggested we fish the lake right in front of our home base for the week: The Reef Fly Shop, Cottages, and RV Park.

Rowdy with a nice trout from the reservoir that fronts the Reef Fly Shop, Cottages, and RV Park.

That lake turned the day around. Thanks to Brian’s deep knowledge of the area and a well-timed fly swap, we found success where others might have packed it in.

Stan with a nice 22″ Rainbow from the reservoir that fronts the Reef Fly Shop, Cottages, and RV Park.

Home Base: The Reef Fly Shop, Cottages, and RV Park

If you’re an RVer or a fly fisherman—or better yet, both—the Reef Fly Shop, Cottages, and RV Park is a little slice of heaven. I parked Bertie Bea, my Tiffin Allegro Open Road, in a spacious site with room to stretch out. From there, it was just a short drive in Rosie (my trusty tow car) to all the surrounding access points and boat ramps.

The shop itself is a hub of fly fishing culture—buzzing in the early mornings with guides, travelers, and local anglers sipping coffee, checking river reports, and tying up last-minute leaders. The folks running the shop are the real deal: welcoming, knowledgeable, and happy to help whether it’s your first time holding a fly rod or you’re a seasoned veteran chasing the next big hatch.

I can’t say enough about the hospitality. The place is clean, quiet, and right in the heart of the action. You can walk out your camper door and be on the water in minutes—or hang out by the shop swapping stories and learning from some of the best fly fishers around.

More Than Fish

The fish are part of it, sure. But this trip, like so many others on the road, was more about the who than the what. Rowdy brings energy and grit to every outing. Brian brings unmatched expertise and a calm presence that every boat needs. Together, they help make each trip not just enjoyable, but unforgettable.

Whether it was a missed strike that turned into a full-blown fish tale, or the quiet hum of the boat drifting through a canyon, these moments stack up into the kind of memories that don’t fade with the seasons.

Why You Should Go

If you’ve been itching for an RV destination that offers adventure, comfort, and good people, make your way to Alcova, Wyoming. Basecamp at the Reef Fly Shop, Cottages, and RV Park, and give the Grey Reef a shot—or let a pro like Brian show you the lesser-known gems.

And if you’re not ready to hang up the rod after a slow float, remember that sometimes the best fishing is waiting just outside your RV windshield.

Plan Your Trip:

🎣 Colorado River Outfitters – Book a trip with Brian Hilbert
🚐 The Reef Fly Shop, Cottages, and RV Park
📍 Alcova, Wyoming – Fly fishing central, nestled along the North Platte River

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Why the High Plains and Rockies Always Call Me Home

May 24, 2025 / Stan.Cromlish / 2 Comments

There are places in this world that don’t just ask you to visit—they call you. Whispering through the wind, tugging on your soul, and promising something real, something grounded. For me, that place has always been the High Plains and Rocky Mountains.

Growing up, my Grandma Juanita always had a Louis L’Amour novel within reach. When she finished, she’d hand it off to me, and I’d dive in headfirst. I devoured every one, following the Sacketts across the rugged terrain of the Old West, learning what it meant to be a cowboy: strong, loyal, and full of grit. Those stories didn’t just entertain me—they shaped me.

That spark turned into something real in the summer of 1992, when I worked on a ranch nestled in the rough-and-tumble beauty of Eastern Montana. The badland breaks, the sweeping high plains, the wind that never stops moving—it was like living in the pages of those old novels. I felt alive out there. And I’ve never stopped chasing that feeling.

Travel has always been part of my life’s rhythm. These days, I do it full-time with Bertie Bea, my Tiffin Allegro, and Rosie rolling along behind. Whether I’m on I-70, I-80, or I-90, I find myself pulled west, drawn to places where time feels like it slows down—where the land hasn’t changed much since the Old West days, even if it’s now crisscrossed with interstates.

And then there’s that song.

John Denver’s “Rocky Mountain High” captured a feeling I didn’t know how to explain until I heard it:

He was born in the summer of his 27th year
Coming home to a place he’d never been before
He left yesterday. Behind him,
You might say he was born again.
You might say he found the key for every door.
John Denver – Rocky Mountain High (1972)

That line hits me every single time. The first time I saw the Rockies—sometime in the 1980s, flying into Denver with my folks—I felt it deep in my bones. Like I’d found something I didn’t even know I was missing.

And now? Whenever I need to hit reset… I go back.

The Rockies and High Plains aren’t just beautiful—they’re healing. They’re my refuge. The fishing doesn’t hurt either. Standing in a cold mountain stream, casting a fly line as the sun rises over snow-dusted peaks? That’s not just a hobby. That’s church.

Since 2020, I’ve been chasing that peace full-time. First with Bessie, then Bertha, and now with Bertie Bea. Every year, I find a reason—any reason—to head west. And every time, I find myself feeling a little more whole.

These places aren’t just on the map. They’re etched into my story. And as long as I’ve got wheels under me and a sky above me, I’ll keep answering their call.

Because not all who wander are lost.

Epic Fly Fishing Adventure in Henry’s Fork Canyon

May 3, 2025 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

Exploring the rivers of the American West has always been a core part of the Wandering Gypsy RV Life journey. In the summer of 2023, that passion led to the legendary waters of Eastern Idaho — the Henry’s Fork of the Snake River — for a fly-fishing experience filled with breathtaking scenery, unexpected encounters, and unforgettable memories.

This is the story of a day that had it all: powerful trout, bright laughter, and a brush with nature’s wild side.

Chasing a Dream Across the West

The pursuit of great fly-fishing destinations began in 2020 with the purchase of a first motorhome and a dream to roam river to river. A few years later, with the upgrade to a Class A motorhome — Bertie Bea — that dream truly took flight, leading across the Pacific Northwest, down into Texas Hill Country, and finally, to Idaho’s fabled Henry’s Fork.

Known for its prolific trout waters and historic fly-fishing pedigree, the Henry’s Fork had been on the list from the very beginning — and it was time to make that vision a reality.

Floating Box Canyon

Launching early one crisp morning from Island Park Dam, the drift boat crew included longtime friend Jeff Roper, a well-known local television and radio personality, and expert guide Jon Lewis from TroutHunter Outfitters, whose deep knowledge of the Henry’s Fork was invaluable throughout the day.

The plan was simple: drift the famed Box Canyon stretch, nymph for rainbows, and soak in the river’s wild beauty.

Basalt cliffs towered overhead, while the clear, rushing water offered countless seams and riffles perfect for fly fishing. Eagles and ospreys soared above as the boat quietly slipped through the winding canyon — the kind of morning that reminds travelers why they set out on these journeys in the first place.

Tubers on the Water

About twenty minutes into the float, the unexpected arrived.

A colorful armada of inner tubes, carrying vacationers and locals alike, rounded the bend. Inflatable unicorns, water guns, and sun-soaked laughter filled the canyon, transforming a tranquil drift into a lively and entertaining obstacle course.

Though it added a layer of challenge to the fishing, the spontaneous encounter was a lighthearted highlight — one of those surprises that make every day on the road unique and memorable.

An Osprey’s Perfect Timing

Later that morning, while working a promising seam, a solid rainbow trout took the nymph rig. As the fish was being brought toward the boat, an osprey swooped from the sky with breathtaking speed, snatching the trout — and the fly — right out of the water.

There was nothing to do but laugh and watch in amazement as the bird flew off with its unexpected prize. It was a vivid reminder that the line between angler and nature can blur in spectacular ways on the river.

In fishing, there are always stories about “the one that got away” — but rarely do they end with the fish flying off into the clouds.

A First Trout on the Fly

As the afternoon unfolded, the river offered another memorable moment.

New to the nuances of fly fishing, Jeff Roper landed his first trout on a fly rod — a spirited 14-inch rainbow taken on a dry fly and nymph dropper combination.

Celebrations erupted on the drift boat, and the pure joy on Jeff’s face captured the heart of what fly fishing is all about: connection, patience, and the thrill of that first perfect catch.

It was a memory not just of a fish, but of a milestone — and one that will undoubtedly be shared around many future campfires.

A Night at Idaho Falls Luxury RV Park

After an eventful day on the water, the journey continued south to Idaho Falls Luxury RV Park, a newly opened park built on the historic site of the old Skyview Drive-In Theater.

Idaho Falls Luxury RV Park with Bertie Bea and Rosie – Plenty of space to stretch out

The park offers:

Fully paved 100-foot pull-through sites
Full 50-amp hookups, sewer, and water connections
Private Wi-Fi hotspots at each site
Beautiful landscaping with grass and young trees
A lodge with upscale bathrooms featuring heated floors
A fenced dog park and pickleball courts
Direct access to the Snake River’s scenic River Walk trail

Although the nightly rate is on the higher end at around $125, the park’s thoughtful layout, security, and amenities made it a relaxing, comfortable place to recharge after a full day of adventure.

The spacious sites easily accommodated Bertie Bea and the towed vehicle, and the peaceful surroundings provided the perfect end to an unforgettable day.

Reflections on Henry’s Fork

The Henry’s Fork Canyon delivered everything one could hope for in a fly-fishing journey — wild trout, stunning landscapes, laughter shared between good friends, and those rare moments that cannot be planned.

This river, long revered in the fly-fishing world for its technical challenges and natural beauty, lived up to every expectation.

While there wasn’t time to fish the famous Ranch section near Harriman State Park during this visit, it remains on the list for future adventures.

The experience reaffirmed why the wandering lifestyle is so rewarding: not because everything goes precisely as planned, but because of the unexpected joys along the way.

Plan Your Own Adventure

If your travels take you through Eastern Idaho, consider a float through the Box Canyon section of the Henry’s Fork.

Whether you’re an experienced angler or just starting, the river offers something truly special. And when the day winds down, Idaho Falls Luxury RV Park provides an exceptional place to call home for the night.

As always,

Remember — not all who wander are lost.

From Bertha to Bertie Bea: A Personal RV Adventure

April 26, 2025 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

When you live the RV life long enough, you realize that the rig you travel in isn’t just a vehicle but a character in your story. That’s exactly how it felt when I found Bertie Bea and hitched up Rosie for our first big adventure together.

It all started in March 2023 at the FRVA International Convention in Perry, Georgia. If you’ve never been, picture the Super Bowl of RV life—rows of rigs, mountains of camp chairs, and more seminars than a curious wanderer could dream of.

There, I test-drove a Fleetwood Southwind with liquid spring suspension, and the ride was smoother than a cold root beer float on a July afternoon. That drive sparked a realization: it was time to say goodbye to Bertha, my faithful Class C Forest River Sunseeker, and start a new chapter.

My search led me to the Tiffin Allegro Open Road 34PA—a rig that checked every box, from four slides to a coveted stackable washer and dryer. After a few close calls and one rig that smelled suspiciously like wet dog and regret, I finally found Bertie Bea—a beautiful maroon and gray beauty in Beaufort, South Carolina. A certified NRVIA RV inspector sealed the deal, and on March 31, 2023, she officially became family.

Three weeks later, Bertie Bea, Rosie, and I set off on a five-month, full-blown cross-country adventure—and life would never be the same.

We faced a few “baptisms by fire,” including a water pump failure mid-shower in Nebraska (nothing like trying to fix a water system in a towel). But the road had rewards, like the crystal-clear waters of Wyoming’s Grey Reef section of the North Platte River. Fly-fishing at dawn, eagles soaring overhead, and fish practically leaping onto our lines—the kind of magic you can’t buy. If you want to read more about the fishing trip, check out “An Unforgettable Day on the North Platte with Rowdy and Brian.”

From the tightest parking job of my life in Washington State to laughter-filled reunions with fellow RV friends in Island Park, Idaho, every mile was packed with new memories. We explored Yellowstone National Park, fished on Yellowstone Lake, and learned a vital culinary lesson about Rocky Mountain Oysters (spoiler: they’re not seafood).

And through it all—laughs, flat tires, fish tales, and late-night campfires—Bertie Bea and Rosie weren’t just vehicles. They became home.

The stretch from Island Park to Gillette, Wyoming (for yet another FRVA International Convention) reminded me why we choose this life: it’s not just about the miles traveled. It’s about the people, the stories, the wide open spaces, and the realization that life is better when you keep moving forward, coffee in hand and adventure in your heart.

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Until next time, remember:

✨ Not all who wander are lost.

Summer RV Tour 2023: The Journey Along Brother Highway Continues

February 5, 2024 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

The week of the Fourth of July marked a turning point in the journey as we set our sights on the return trip. Heading towards Idaho, I embarked on a two-week visit with Jeff Roper in Idaho Falls. The Idaho Falls Luxury RV Park offered a haven, and together, Jeff and I embarked on a fishing expedition on the Henry’s Fork.

The guide’s expertise put us on the fish, but nature had a surprise. An audacious osprey made my fishing experience more enjoyable by snatching one of my prized catches right off my line. The unexpected encounter added a touch of wild beauty to the Idaho waters.

Hanging with Richard and Charlene

Leaving Idaho Falls, the road unfolded its chapters with a promise of more stories. In Island Park, Idaho, I had the pleasure of meeting Charlene and Richard Guidry and their 2019 Tiffin Allegro Red 37PA. A week exploring Yellowstone National Park set the stage for a journey that would unfold into the heart of Wyoming.

A day on Yellowstone Lake with our Yellowstone National Park Guide, Lindsey, became a highlight as Charlene, Richard, and I fished for lake trout and cutthroat trout. Trolling spoons deep in the crystal-clear waters brought forth a bountiful catch, creating memories that shimmered like the ripples on the lake.

Cody, Wyoming, became a familiar stop once again, where Charlene, Richard, and I, along with our motorhomes, hung out for a week and enjoyed one more day of fishing on Lake Yellowstone.

FMCA Rally in Gillette, Wyoming

Our motorhome convoy continued to Gillette, Wyoming, for the grand finale of Summer RV Tour 2023 – the 107th International Convention of the Family Motorcoach Association. Taking RV Basics classes, we discovered more tips and tricks for maintaining our cherished motorhomes. The week became a blend of camaraderie, shared experiences, and the inevitable required upkeep of our beloved RVs. As always, new friends quickly became old friends, and old friends became family. All too quickly, one of the best weeks of the year came to an end.

The Journey Home to Kick Back

Thursday, August 31, marked a bittersweet moment as I bid Richard and Charlene adieu at the Rapid City / Black Hills KOA Holiday. The open road stretched before me, a 1,556-mile journey to the final destination – the Kick Back Ranch & Event Center in Ramer, AL. The miles ahead promised reflections, lessons learned, and the echo of laughter shared with newfound friends.

The journey reached its poignant final destination on Sunday, September 3, when Bertie Bea and I arrived at Kick Back Ranch & Event Center. Summer RV Tour 2023 and Brother Highway took me through 13 states and countless adventures with friends who’ve become family. Once again, the experience was worth the effort. Remember to follow your dreams and live life to the fullest.

Summer RV Tour 2023: Brother Highway Beckoned

February 4, 2024 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

Bertha, a 2015 Forest River Sunseeker 3200, provided me with two years of enjoyment on the road, and I sold her to a new owner to continue her journey. On March 31, 2023, I welcomed the newest member of the family – a 2016 Tiffin Allegro Open Road 34PA. A majestic road companion, that I have affectionately christened Bertie Bea. Bertie became my home away from home for my next journey along Brother Highway. We wove our way through the heart of America, seeing sights and visiting friends. When I first turned the key, Brother Highway beckoned, and Bertie Bea answered with a purr that promised countless adventures.

The Journey Begins

The journey unfolded from April 22, 2023, to September 3, 2023, carrying us through a tapestry of states – Missouri, Nebraska, Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, and Washington. Each state offered a unique chapter, a patchwork quilt of experiences stitched together by the hum of the road beneath us.

Nebraska saw me visit Tim Brewster and hang out for a week in Kearney, Nebraska. It was off the Cheyenne, where I visited the rodeo grounds of the Daddy of’em All, Cheyenne Frontier Days Rodeo. The week was spent preparing for the first epic stop of the trip, Alcova, Wyoming, and the chance to fish the epic Grey Reef section of the North Platte River.

The sun danced on the waters of the North Platte River, and the promise of a day filled with fishing adventures beckoned. Brian and Rowdy, my trusty companions, and I shared laughter, stories, and the thrill of reeling in catches against the scenic backdrop of the river. To learn how I earned my new handle, Mr. Botangles, check out my post about our epic day on the waters of the Grey Reef Section of the North Platte River – An Unforgettable Day on the North Platte with Rowdy and Brian.

Next on the map was Kaycee, Wyoming, the hometown of the legendary rodeo cowboy and musician, Chris Ledoux. Chris’ son Ned continues delivering the music that drives my passion for life on the road and living the western lifestyle. A visit with Larry Sandvick added a touch of rodeo flair to Bertie Bea. The bareback rigging coozies I picked up became cherished souvenirs, serving as a nod to the spirit of the West.

Cody, Wyoming, became a rendezvous with a couple of old friends, Sid McFarland, a rodeo clown from Prattville, Alabama, and Timber Tuckness from Meeteetse, Wyoming. Sid’s fiftieth year in the rodeo business infused the legendary Cody Night Rodeo with nostalgia, where he performed from Memorial Day through August 9. Sid’s professional antics kept the crowd in stitches, and his fire truck act left the crowd wanting more each night. For two weeks, we shared laughs, applause, and stories beneath the starlit Wyoming sky until the call of the road beckoned me to continue my journey along Brother Highway.

Melrose, Montana, and the Sportsman Lodging and RV Park introduced a new challenge – my first back-in parking spot for the 36-foot Bertie Bea. The skies threatened rain, adding an extra layer of complexity. A decision to leave early and camp at Indian Creek Campground in Deer Lodge, Montana, spared us the potential mud wrestling match.

Loon Lake, Washington, presented a humorous twist in our journey. The camping spot at Teri and Paul’s lake house was a challenge – a narrow driveway, a tight parking space, and the need for precise maneuvering. Describing the process of backing a colossal RV into a postage stamp spot became a tale of comedic trials, turning what could have been a stressful situation into an adventure punctuated by laughter.

Spending two weeks with Teri, Paul, and their son Grayson on Deer Lake brought a deeper connection. Fishing off their dock, exploring the scenic wonders of Central Washington, and sharing stories added warmth to the journey. The humor and camaraderie infused the journey with memories that would linger long after the road ahead unfolded.

Brother Highway called, and after spending the week of the fourth of July in Washington, I started the journey east towards Idaho.

The road beckoned me in the Summer of 2023 and the trip was one of not only seeing what was around the next bend but fishing pristine waters along with hanging with old friends and new. From Belmont, North Carolina to Loon Lake, Washington, Bertie Bea and Brother Highway kept me excited about what life will hold over the next hill or around the next curve. Follow your dreams and look for the next installment of Life on the Road during the Summer 2023 RV Tour.

RV Tales: Embracing Nature’s Symphony in Yellowstone

November 23, 2023 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

As an avid nature enthusiast and a firm believer in the therapeutic power of the open road, embarking on an RV adventure through Yellowstone National Park has been a dream come true. The journey began with the selection of two remarkable campgrounds, Bridge Bay and Madison, both promising a perfect blend of tranquility and accessibility to the wonders of America’s first national park.

Stan, Rowdy, and Mike – 2021 Trip to Yellowstone National Park

Bridge Bay Campground: Lakeside Bliss

Our RV found its temporary home at Bridge Bay Campground, perched along the serene shores of Yellowstone Lake. The view from our campsite was nothing short of mesmerizing, with the sparkling waters of the lake stretching out before us along with the elk that routinely traverse the campground. The RV, with all its amenities, became our comfortable oasis amidst the wilderness.

Old Faithful – Yellowstone National Park

Guided by the call of exploration, we hopped into my trusty Chevrolet Equinox, ready to unravel the mysteries of Yellowstone. The first stop on our adventure was the legendary Old Faithful. The Equinox effortlessly navigated the winding roads, delivering us to the iconic geyser just in time for its majestic eruption. Watching Old Faithful shoot a column of steam and water into the sky was a humbling reminder of the untamed forces at play beneath the Earth’s surface.

Madison Campground: Forest Retreat

2021 with Bertha in the Madison Campground

Transitioning to Madison Campground felt like entering a secluded forest retreat. Our RV nestled amidst towering lodgepole pines, creating an intimate connection with nature. After a day filled with exploration, the RV became a haven of comfort, providing a perfect setting for sharing stories and savoring the moments.

Driving my Equinox from Madison, Mike, Rowdy, and I set our sights on the Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone. The car allowed us to effortlessly traverse the park, reaching the canyon’s edge to witness the majestic Yellowstone River carving its way through the rugged landscape. The Equinox became the ticket to the diverse landscapes and wildlife that make Yellowstone an ever-unfolding masterpiece.

Paint Pots and Beyond: RV Adventures Unveiled

The Paint Pots and Grand Prismatic Springs of Yellowstone National Park

Returning to the RV, we eagerly set out for the Paint Pots, a geothermal wonderland that painted the ground with vibrant hues. The RV served as our command center, allowing us to plan our exploration and immerse ourselves in the surreal landscapes that surrounded us.

To cap off our Yellowstone odyssey, we booked a guided fishing trip for cutthroats and lake trout in the pristine waters of Lake Yellowstone. Loading up the Equinox with fishing gear, we set out for a day of angling against the backdrop of the lake’s tranquil beauty—a perfect finale to our RV adventure.

In the end, camping in an RV at Bridge Bay and Madison Campgrounds was not just a vacation; it was a personal journey of discovery and connection with the wild. Yellowstone, with its geysers, canyons, paint pots, and serene lakes, became a canvas where memories were painted with each mile traveled and every site explored. As the RV rolled out of the park, the echoes of nature’s symphony lingered, leaving us with a profound appreciation for the beauty that our great outdoors hold.

Kick Back Ranch: My Home Away From Home

October 15, 2023 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

Driving Tour of Kick Back Ranch & Event Center

As a regular visitor to Kick Back Ranch & Event Center in the charming town of Ramer, Alabama, I find myself drawn back time and again to this haven of Southern hospitality and outdoor bliss. Each visit to this rustic retreat unfolds new layers of tranquility and excitement, making it my home away from home.

The crown jewels of Kick Back Ranch are its five ponds, glistening in the sunlight, and harboring an abundance of bass, bream, crappie, and carp. For a fishing enthusiast like me, these ponds are a treasure trove of endless enjoyment. Casting a line into the clear waters becomes not just a recreational activity but a therapeutic experience, surrounded by the serene beauty of the Alabama countryside.

What truly elevates the Kick Back Ranch experience is the genuine warmth exuded by Jerry, Mindy, and the entire staff. Their Southern hospitality is not just a catchphrase; it’s a living, breathing aspect of the ranch. From sharing local insights to ensuring that every need is met, their dedication transforms a mere stay into a memorable journey.

The variety of activities at Kick Back Ranch ensures that boredom is a distant thought. The exhilarating water slide adds a playful touch, providing a refreshing break from the fishing adventures. The calendar is dotted with numerous events, ranging from community gatherings to live concerts, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie and celebration.

The RV park and accommodations seamlessly blend comfort with rustic charm, offering a cozy retreat after a day of exploration. Waking up to the sounds of nature and the promise of another day filled with possibilities makes each stay a cherished memory.

In essence, Kick Back Ranch & Event Center isn’t just a destination for me; it’s a sanctuary where Southern hospitality meets outdoor excitement. From the ponds teeming with fish to the warm smiles of the staff, every aspect contributes to an experience that keeps pulling me back for more. If you haven’t experienced the magic of Kick Back Ranch, it’s time to embark on a journey that promises unforgettable moments and a sense of belonging in the heart of Alabama.

Pre-Christmas Fishing Trip

December 28, 2021 / Stan.Cromlish / 0 Comments

Cherokee/Great Smoky Mountains KOA Holiday Campground

I had been trying to plan a fly fishing trip with Capt. Kevin Merritt since we’d reconnected back in the early summer of 2021 while recuperating from my fall in Fredericksburg, TX. This pre-Christmas trip was the perfect chance to do just that.

It had been twenty years since I’d been fishing with Capt. Kevin Merritt, but we picked up right where we left off back in 1998 when he guided me fishing in the Florida Keys for tarpon, snook, and other saltwater species. On this trip, we were after trout and it was also an opportunity to test all of the recent upgrades to Bertha before I embark on the Winter 2022 RV Tour on December 30.

We left Barker’s Boat and RV Storage at 7:00 AM on Thursday, December 23 for the four hour drive to Cherokee. The drive would give me the opportunity to test the new Kenwood Dash Cam and the RVI Command Center which provide tire pressures for Bertha and Rosie. I had also installed a towed battery charger on Rosie to keep her battery charged. During the 2021 Summer RV Adventure, Rosie’s battery would die after four hours of towing and would need to be jump started. This new addition would prevent the discharge and allow me to use Rosie immediately without the need to worry if the jumpstart battery could get her started. The RVI Command Center also provided charge information during the drive. The upgrade to the RVI Command Center keeps all my RV drive time information in one place.

We arrived about two hours early at the Cherokee/Great Smoky Mountains KOA and weren’t allowed to check-in early. But, they accommodated us by parking us in their check-in line and allowing us to leave Bertha there while we went fishing. The first stop was River’s Edge Outfitters to get the lay of the land and purchase our tribal waters trophy and regular fishing licenses. With fishing licenses in hand, we headed back up Big Cove Road towards the KOA and found some likely waters about a mile up the road. Kevin rigged us with an indicator ahead of a weighted nymph and a midge dropper. The length of the entire tippet was almost twelve feet which made for interesting casting with a seven and a half foot four-weight fly rod. I looked like I was doing hand-to-hand combat; whereas, Kevin being the professional he is, made it look like poetry in motion. It only took me three hours to get the hang of it.

Rainbow Trout from the Raven’s Fork – Cherokee, North Carolina

At two o’clock, we checked back in at the KOA and were able to move to our site and set up. Once set up, we walked across the campground road to the Raven’s Fork Creek and set up for some more fishing. We were now fishing in keeper waters. About ten to fifteen casts into our fishing, I hooked a nice rainbow and brought it to hand. A couple more hours of fishing netted a few more fish, but we didn’t keep any of them.

My wading stability is not what I need it to be, and twice I went to my knees in the very cold stream. I’m thinking I need a wading staff to help with walking on the uneven and slick river bottoms because the fly-fishing bug has definitely bitten me.

As the sun started going, thoughts turned to supper, and we decided to head into town and pick up a couple steaks and potatoes for dinner. With dinner cooked, we sat down to enjoy a couple jiggers of High West’s Rendezvous Rye with the meal. All in all, a perfect day fishing in the mountains.

Overnight the temperatures plunged to 24 degrees and the city water hose and filter froze and left us without water for a period of time. I was washing my hands when the water went from good pressure to nothing; so, I went outside and noticed that everything was frozen. I turned off the city water, and made sure once back inside the motorhome that we could use the fresh water from the water tank. All was perfect when I turned on the water pump. We had running water again. I’d missed the weather report where it said it was going to be that cold. The last one I looked at had shown 34 degrees for the low. In the future, the only question left in my mind is whether I need to purchase a heated hose or just fill the water tank until temperatures rise.

Once the sun came up and it warmed up a little, we went back to fishing before the 11 AM checkout time. We missed a couple of really nice fish, but all too soon, we had to check out and head back to Belmont for Christmas Eve festivities.

There are already plans in the works to do this again in the spring after I return from my Winter 2022 RV Adventure. I can’t wait to do more fly-fishing in the North Carolina mountains or wherever the opportunity presents itself to wet a line.