A description of "getting buttoned up"; which is what we call getting ready to be on the road again.

After I clean up breakfast, Dave makes the bed, we put everything that might become a missile away (like the alarm clock), then he pulls in the bedroom slide, locking it.  Meanwhile, I am closing up the sink and the stove, stowing all loose items, velcro-ing the two cupboards that are likely to fly open, and doing the same for the fridge.

Snuggles goes into her crate, which is seat-belted on the couch.  I pull in the big slide, while Dave unhooks the water, sewer, and electric.  Then I pull up the jacks that we use to balance while we are stationary.  We need to be balanced, or the fridge won't work correctly.

Dave hooks up the Honda to the back of the coach, setting the "Add-a-Brake" that helps brake the Honda when we brake the coach.  I stow away any last minute items, like Snuggles toy bag and her water dish, and check all the cupboards.

When all is ready, Dave starts up the coach, I stand behind the Honda while we check brake lights and signal lights.  He moves slowly forward so that I can see the wheels on the Honda are all rolling and are straight.

Then, it's off!  We can do most of this buttoning up in about a half hour.  Sometimes, we don't have to unhook the Honda, which shortens the time considerably.  If we have an early departure time (like we will on Sunday as we have over 300 miles to drive that day), he will unhook the water and sewer the night before, hook up the Honda except for plugging in the brake buddy, and I will have everything stowed before we go to bed.

I have been driving about a third of the time each day.  I'm becoming more and more comfortable behind the wheel (it took several days into the trip before I had the nerve to even try it; I hadn't driven the coach since the last trip).  However, I'm still not ready for "prime time", which is what I call heavy traffic in a city, or on a superhighway.

 I've conquered the hills and curves and 9% downgrades, though, so that's a step up.  And I no longer have to have a 6-foot wide shoulder, paved, in order to be able to drive. 

While Dave is driving, I'm usually looking for wildlife, my camera at the ready.  Some mornings, if we leave very early, I'm reading Morning Prayer as we zoom down the highway.  That isn't as good as reading it in my "catbird seat" in the quiet before Dave gets up, however, as the scenery here keeps me distracted.

So, that's a little taste of life on the road, especially when you are in a caravan.  When we are by ourselves, we aren't in such a hurry to get going in the mornings, and it is a bit more leisurely.