Long before I met Blueberry the very blue RV, I dreamt of a season of extended travel around the western United States…a solo female rock climbing adventure. As I’m sure is shared with most, the tether of corporate America, a little bit of common sense and a whole lot of talking myself out of it reserved that dream to an annual adventure bookended by Sundays. Though wonderfully companioned by my husband, I’ve long pondered the possibility of a solo trip…a coming of age experiment for this thirty-something to play out right here.
This year, in all its awfulness, offered a glimmer of hope for this pipe dream of mine. More on that later….but without further ado, meet Blueberry, the very blue RV. She’s my hopeful home and blue highways blazer for a portion of 2021.
