Category Archives: boondocking

Tea Birds Cafe

Tea Birds Cafe

http://goo.gl/maps/J6ls7

Father’s day brunch.  Haven’t eaten yet but what an interesting place.   Ecletic decor in what appears  to be an 1800s building.   Playing 60s music at a nice conversational friendly volume.  LP album covers adorn the wall above original dark wood paneling.  The waitresses are very friendly.   If the food (breakfast all day on Sunday) is as good as the rest we are in for a nice treat.  Attached are other shops and a salon
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; Perhaps we will pick up a few New Hampshire souvenirs on this rainy day.

Addendum: the food was stupendous, more than adequate to quench our hunger. We even left with a loaf of homemade black olive bread and peach amaretto jam.

Bike Week?

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So we are in this little town of Conway, NH, having a refreshing ice-cream break.  A steady stream of bikers rumble by.  It’s New Hampshire’s version of bike week.  For such a small town it is quite busy and a little noisy. 
But, hey, the ice-cream is delicious!

This Place Could Be Dangerous

* A better late than never post.

Sunday June 7, 2015

Current Temperature: A Pleasant 72⁰ overcast

Current Time: 9:00a.m.

Current Location: Fredericksburg / Washington D.C. KOA Kampground

Okay, so we are not boondocking, but Man does not live on bread alone and this is our Manna and Nector.

After approximately 8 hours on the road we were ready for our evening stop. We stopped at a Flying J in Ruther Glen, VA. This was not a RV friendly Truck Stop. Friday night at the Flying J Denny’s Restrauant must be the thing to do because the place was packed. Parking was not happening and even getting gas was at a risk. They have pumps for RV’s (supposedly for easier access) but this truck stop designer must have been thinking the maximum length of RVs was 20 ft. We do not recommend this truck stop at all. We found one review, after the fact, that complained about music blasting all night and an unsympathetic manager. Had we read that first we might not have even stopped there.

Feeling let down and disgusted, we pulled out our handy Allstays Camp and Review app once again and decided on stopping at the KOA. After all, a shower would be nice right? Mind you, we are not fans of KOA normally, however this place is well worth it.

Tucked away among some winding, scenic roads is the Fredericksburg/Washington D.C. KOA, a nice campground with friendly staff. The sites are nestled among some of the tallest, lushest trees I’ve seen in a long while. The pull-thru site we were escorted to had easy access. The sites are long, narrow and gravel paved.

After setting up and fixing some lovely refreshing adult beverages we headed out for a short walk and a stop at the playground. After all, the Boy had been so good during our hours on the road he deserved some play time. Dinner consisted of delicious “Fancy Grilled Cheese Sandwiches” cooked on my new cast iron griddle and fresh fruit. Oh, and more adult beverages. (No, we don’t normally do this but, hey, vacation just began!)

I slept wonderfully as it was dark and quiet. We awake and discovered the dangerous part – you might not want to leave! Jim said it would be so easy to just stay there, sitting outside, drinking coffee, chatting and forgetting yourself, lost in nature.

Alas, not to happen. Pack it up and go.

Quick note:

Due to data limitations my blogs for the past 2 days will come later.   However, I did want to note for any boondockers out there that the Walmart in Cromwell, CT (i84?) is RV friendly.   We arrived approximately 9:00 last night and as a courtesy called to ask if okay to stay.   At the point we arrived, no other campers were there. The lady who answered was super nice and said since it was open 24hrs it shouldn’t be a problem.  I put up towels over the shades which helped block out the parking lights. There was a semi parked next somewhat to us that was sort of nosy, but otherwise okay sleeping night.
Spent money on some repair supplies this morning, so as we see it, it’s win-win situation.
Thank you Walmart and Allstays.