Are other drivers killing your RV experience?
I see frequent speeding, tailgating, a general lack of regard for other drivers. What is it making people like that? I like to help other drivers so what gives :h
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Nobody likes traffic, but it shouldn't be a deal killer either.
I just tuck in with the big rigs and stay out of their way. I flash my lights when they signal so they can get back in front of me. I even had a huge bear of a man hug me from behind when I was at the counter paying at a Pilot. Grabbed me and hugged me and said "You're in that big RV, aren't you. Nice to meet you and share the road with you, brother."
It was very weird, but I appreciated his sentiment.
I think the traffic only bugs me though when I'm really hot to make time. And that's when I have to snap myself out of it and remind myself that it's pretty much impossible to make up any time. On long days, I'll average 50 mph when I factor in fuel, food, and pee stops, no matter how much I hurry.
It's always a shocker though when we get back into California and have to slow down to 59 mph.
Prepping for the day makes it go easier too: mix up a big travel tumbler with something to drink, grab some snacks, prep the dogs' space in the back seat, cue up something to listen to, and then get behind the wheel and absorb all the beautiful sights in this nation of ours.
Count your blessings and exhale deep breaths. Life is good.
I just tuck in with the big rigs and stay out of their way. I flash my lights when they signal so they can get back in front of me. I even had a huge bear of a man hug me from behind when I was at the counter paying at a Pilot. Grabbed me and hugged me and said "You're in that big RV, aren't you. Nice to meet you and share the road with you, brother."
It was very weird, but I appreciated his sentiment.
I think the traffic only bugs me though when I'm really hot to make time. And that's when I have to snap myself out of it and remind myself that it's pretty much impossible to make up any time. On long days, I'll average 50 mph when I factor in fuel, food, and pee stops, no matter how much I hurry.
It's always a shocker though when we get back into California and have to slow down to 59 mph.
Prepping for the day makes it go easier too: mix up a big travel tumbler with something to drink, grab some snacks, prep the dogs' space in the back seat, cue up something to listen to, and then get behind the wheel and absorb all the beautiful sights in this nation of ours.
Count your blessings and exhale deep breaths. Life is good.
