TX
GTW Hop 17: Austin, TX, to San Antonio, TX
80 miles via I-35. Cumulative distance: 2,659 miles. It seems like there is an inverse relationship between the length of the hop and its difficulty. This was another case of a route that should have been simple being rather difficult. Part of the problem was that we planned a stop (noted by the red spot … Continue reading
Austin, TX
As I have already noted, the main reason we were in Austin was to catch up with Jett’s nephews and nieces. But Austin is also one of my bucket list cities – a place that has always interested me but I have never had a reason to come here. So I was also looking forward … Continue reading
GTW Hop 16: Livingston, TX, to Austin, TX
218 miles via TX 146, US 190, TX 30, 90 and 105, US 290, TX 21 and 71 and I-35. Cumulative distance: 2,577 miles. Yeah, this route was as complicated as it sounds. Jett pretty much went crazy trying to keep up with the turns while simultaneously trying to reconcile the Google map with the … Continue reading
Livingston, TX
Livingston seems like a nice small Texas town. But we aren’t here to see the town; we are here to see Rainbow’s End, home park of the Escapees RV Club, a.k.a. SKP (get it?). This park is open to the public, but clearly caters to Escapees members. The club itself does not promote Rainbow’s End, … Continue reading
SmartWeigh
I will file a complete post tomorrow on Rainbow’s End, the Escapees RV Club’s home base here in Livingston, TX. But today we took advantage of the SmartWeigh program to get a detailed weight analysis of our rig. Given our history with blowouts, it seemed like a really good idea to find out if we were … Continue reading
GTW Hop 15: Bossier City, LA, to Livingston, TX
176 miles via I-20, US 79 and 59 and TX 146. Cumulative distance: 2,359 miles. This hop, except for the first 16 miles, was entirely on roads with traffic lights and crossing traffic. Jett didn’t like it at all, especially when the speed limit – even on 2-lane roads in relatively congested areas – rose … Continue reading