Question Of The Week

The Most Amazing People We Have Met

Those who are fortunate enough to travel extensively have to be very careful about becoming cynical about the experience. After traveling cross-country five and six times, it’s easy to think, “We’ve seen everything. Why would we go again?”

The answer is two fold. First, you haven’t seen everything. You could spend the rest of your life exploring and not see everything. You certainly haven’t seen everything under every season and weather condition – that’s impossible. And everything changes over time, including your perspective.

Second, you go again to see your friends, and make new ones. Last year Angela and I explored a few more nooks and crannies in our great country, caught up with some good friends, and met some amazing new friends. Does it get better than that? I don’t think so. That’s why we go again.

In the spirit of the amazing people we have met, this week’s Question of the Week was, “Who has been the most amazing person you’ve ever met while on the road truck camping?

“While camping on the side of a great trout stream in the mountains of Colorado, we had a very scary moment when I came back to camper for some soup and coffee.

I looked out the window and our camper was surrounded by some well armed men. I decided to go out and talk to them and see if we were under attack.

It turns out they were Special Op troops who had been dropped off by chopper the night before. They were spending seven nights training in the mountains.

After letting them know that I had been in Special Ops of the Air Force in 1960s, I finally got out of them that they were from Fort Bragg, North Carolina. All of them had spent many tours in The Middle East. They ate all of my soup plus drank all of the coffee.” – Ed Krech, 2006 Dodge 3500, 2011 Northern Lite 8-11

Most Amazing Person On The Road

“In 2007, we wanted to drive to Cape Breton, Nova Scotia with our Northstar Arrow truck camper. After several days of scenery that was primarily trees, we decided to turn towards more civilization and go to Halifax.

At the KOA in Halifax, we met Bernd from Germany who was traveling with his dog, Mike. His trip started in Mexico, where his motorhome was shipped over. He had traveled up the west coast and across Canada.

Bernd was so interesting! He traveled to countries we never heard of. We shared travel stories, spent several days getting to know each other and decided to become pen pals. Up until last year, we exchanged many postcards.

Unfortunately, he passed away last year, but we have fond memories of him. In the picture above, Bernd is standing to the left and my husband, George, is on the right in front of Bernd’s motorhome.” – Susan Visconti, 2015 GMC 3500HD, 2016 Arctic Fox 990

“While we were in a grocery store parking lot in Tulum, Mexico we met an Argentinean professor of language and literature. His grand adventure of a road trip was to drive the Pan-American Highway from Argentina to Alaska with his wife and son.

His camper was a 1928 Ford Model A he converted into a pick-up that they all slept in! He admitted they had a lot of down time for repairs, and got rather wet in the rain, but he was the happy-go-lucky type and seemed to look at it all as part of the adventure.” – Bruce Heimbigner, 2013 Ford 550, 2013 Phoenix pop-up

“We had turned off the Alaska Highway near Watson Lake. We were traveling down the Cassiar Highway returning from an enjoyable Alaskan trip. We decided to camp at a small isolated Canadian campground. A knock came on the door about 9:00pm.

I looked out the window and there stood a young man in bicycle attire holding a large empty water bottle. He asked for water and I gave him some since he seemed very thirsty. As we talked, I found out he was riding his bike from Prudhoe Bay to Argentina!

Cyrip Pintono is from Grenoble, France. Cyrip actually made it as far as Central America. That’s over 12,000 miles. He had a medical issue and had to fly home. We were so impressed with him and his over 20,000 mile trip on a bike.“ – William Chiles, 2015 Ram 3500, 2013 Lance 1050S

“Our story is not inspiring as yours was, but it was exciting for us. We live in Coffee Creek, California. It’s a beautiful little mountain community.

Several years ago, Merle Haggard committed to an outdoor concert at the fairgrounds in Siskiyou County about 60 miles from us. That was when funding for state fairs was cut way back, so he did the concert to help his community.

The concert was supposed to be on the lawn, but there was a ferocious storm, so we all took our lawn chairs into an old building and sat six feet from the Merle playing with his family and a few others.

They played for a long time. We left a bit early, walked 100-feet to our comfortable camper, and fell asleep listening to Merle Haggard singing, just a few feet away. It was magical.” – Claudia Lawrence, Ford F-350 2013, 2015 Lance

“Three years ago Chris and I were camped in a primitive forest service campground high in the Idaho mountains. There were three or four other campers there, but one camper stood out. It was an elderly man camping alone. He had a ragged beard and clothes. His camper was from the 1970s. He looked a little down on his luck.

As we walked by him we noticed his Florida plates. Chris said, “Hi, you are a long way from home”.  He invited us to sit down and have a cold beer. He was glad to have somebody to talk to. After some small talk he started telling us his story. Twenty years ago in Florida he had a wife and two daughters, a house and a good job.

Then in an instant his life changed. His wife and one daughter were killed in a car wreck. His other daughter blamed him and left home. One day, alone in his house, he climbed in his camper and headed west. That was twenty years ago. He has been wandering around the country since. He loves boondocking and primitive forest service campgrounds in Colorado, Montana and Idaho with good fishing nearby. His evening meal usually consists of that day’s catch of trout. He heads south in the winter. He still has his house in Florida and returns every winter for three or four weeks to check up on things, get mail, pay bills and hopefully hear something from his daughter. He has not seen or spoken to her in twenty years.

So, fellow campers, those suspicious looking people camping alone. Just say, “Hi”. They may be lonely and want someone to talk to.” -Brian and Chris Hagen, 2004 Dodge Ram 2500, 2014 Palomino SS-1251

“While working on a television documentary (Gigantopithecus: The Real King Kong) our camp was set up on the Suiattle River, outside and east of Darrington, Washington.

We had two prestigious scientists camping with us. Dr. Jeff Meldrum was one of them and his friend and author, Peter Matthiessen was invited to join us.

I had met Peter before at the 1978 UBC Sasquatch Conference. That was the same year he wrote “The Snow Leopard”, but I knew him from the film documentary “Blue Water White Death” and his own treaty on the expedition it portrayed, “Blue Meridan”.

I cooked a soft egg and toast for both of my friends for breakfast before we ventured out in search of evidence for the mysterious beast called Sasquatch, the subject of the film doc we we working on. That day’s agenda was for a horse wrangler and myself to cross the river below where a 100 year storm had wiped out a bridge that crossed it. Earlier in the week, I had the opportunity to fly over the same river in an open door helicopter.” – Richard Noll, 2001 Dodge 3500, 2015 Arctic Fox


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