Sometimes things click and answers appear out of nowhere! Last July, in a strange fit of impulse buying, I purchased a 10-year-old motor home in the Seattle area, drove it home and then realized I had a lot to learn before heading out on the road. There were some daunting upfront repairs and big tire purchases, which did little to bolster my confidence but I bravely took off in early September for Follys inaugural trip. My daughter, a friend and I were headed to my high school reunion in the Black Hills of South Dakota.
The trip went surprisingly well: tanks got dumped; a Spokane Wal-Mart allowed us to parking lot camp on our first night out; and I learned to choke back the gasps of horror when filling up the gas tank. On our third night, in a real campground, I struck up a conversation with a couple who were on their way home to Wisconsin in their trailer. I asked him where his rig was wintered since his area is known for its heavy snows and low temps. He said his nearby county fairgrounds charge $250/year for storage in secure buildings.
That was exciting news! Commercial storage costs here on the Peninsula are such that I was planning to spend around $400 for a giant vehicle tarp and hope my rig would survive the winter in my yard. Returning home, I called the Pacific County Fairgrounds director, not actually believing that the little town of Menlo would have a similar program. Well, yes, they were happy to babysit Folly until April 1 for only $200.
Last weekend I bid Folly goodbye until spring. I was truly grateful when Steve Steiger, the maintenance man, said he would start her up every month just to check out how she was doing. No charge just a nice guy doing a really nice favor. They still have space so if anyone is in need of covered storage over the winter for boats, trailers etc. do give him a call at 360-208-3304.
I was ready to give up motor home camping, offer Folly for sale at whatever price I could get next spring, but now that the storage issue has been solved I just want to pass this info along. Maybe someone else needs the help that fell into my lap at a campground in Wyoming.