A few years ago I read a book written by a fulltiming couple. They made plans for years to become fulltimers and worked hard on their plans the last few months before hitting the road. They packed their fifthwheel making sure they had everything they needed and set out on a long planned trip - their first leg of traveling that turned into years. 

They said they looked at maps and studied campground guides and mapped out their first several months of travels down to the point they knew where they would spend every night. They called most of the campgrounds and made reservations far in advance of arriving. Just before hitting the road they printed their itinerary with routes, campgrounds and the phone number of each campground, then they gave members of their family the list so in case of emergency they could be contacted.

Before they had been on the road three months they had a change in their plan. Driving down a country road late in the afternoon they spotted a pretty campground in the woods and decided to stop there for the night. After checking in and setting up they realized "nobody knows where we are" and that disturbed them. They wrote that was the first night in their thirty-somewhat years of marriage that no one in their family knew where they were.

My goodness, we will soon finish seven years on the road and I venture to guess at least 50% of the time no one in our family has any idea where we are and we like it that way. We like the freedom to go where we want and when we want without having to report to anyone.

Last week we were heading to Wickenburg, Arizona and I checked the weather forecast for that area. It showed cold, windy, rain and possible snow. Not good for people with the freedom to chose. So I checked the forecast for Quartzsite, Arizona, a little further south and at a lower elevation. It showed highs of 65 degrees and mostly sunny, so we made a quick decision and headed to Quartzsite where we boondocked in the desert five days. So once again nobody knew where we were.

We love the freedom to chose each day where we will spend that night and often I awake in the morning and lay in bed trying to remember where I am. I don't know if that is due to traveling so often or my old brain is losing a few cells.