Our first few adventures in Fleetwood Mac

We picked up Fleetwood Mac late on a Thursday afternoon. By about 7 p.m. that night, I was ready to return it or set it on fire.

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Let me catch you up.

In life, there are people who should be renters and those who should be owners. I should be a renter. Luckily, I married an owner.

Fleetwood Mac is the 11-year-old motorhome that we recently purchased. It’s in good shape, but obviously used. The first night we had her, C. had to replace the battery and we discovered a leak in a window above the front bed, and that the refrigerator wasn’t working, and we couldn’t figure out how to get the slides in and out.

But being a magician, C. was able to fix the leak in about four seconds. We figured we’d try to fix the rest as we can.

With all of these hiccups, I wanted wherever we took our first trip to be local and a state park where we knew we’d have electrical and water hookups. Because what better place to discover something else wrong than in the middle of nowhere?

Luckily, a quick overnight trip to Champoeg State Heritage Area was when the bad parts of purchasing a used camper started to be outweighed by the good.

First, pulling in to our parking spot was a dream. Normally, this is one of the most stressful parts of camping as C. is trying to pull into a tight parking spot while the dogs are barking because they’re excited and I’m pretending to give him hand signals so he doesn’t hit a tree or the water spigot while simultaneously trying not to get run over. This time, C. used the backup cam and parked without having to make any corrections and no arguments broke out. Glorious!

Next, we discovered that both the refrigerator works (on propane only — but much better than a $1000+ replacement) and that the heater works on both propane and electric. Woo woo!

Space to stretch out and read a book!

Space to stretch out and read a book!

The next weekend, we decided to take Fleetwood out to the woods to do what’s called boondocking or dry/dispersed camping. What this essentially means is that you’re typically camping for free or using a permit on public land with no water or electrical hookups.

I researched a spot to camp by using a website and app called Campendium. People leave reviews and upload photos so that you can see if your camper will fit, etc.

Boondocking in our 31' Motorhome at Hult Pond in Alsea, Oregon. This is an hour NW of Eugene and an hour SW of Corvallis. Great spot!

It ended up being a beautiful spot and we were doubly thrilled to discover that the generator that came with our camper works like a champ. We were able to run it for a few hours each evening so that we could watch TV for a bit and charge our batteries. We turned off the generator before bedtime and the batteries lasted all night to keep the propane heater working — even thought it was just below freezing!

Boondocking in our 31' Motorhome at Hult Pond in Alsea, Oregon. This is an hour NW of Eugene and an hour SW of Corvallis. Great spot!

Here’s a little preview of our trip. We’re looking forward to many, many more!