Going Fully Nomadic!
I was two years ‘fully’ retired, out of shape and in an emotional rut. That state of being would not be deterrents from pursuing a life-long dream of traveling the world. I simply had to peel myself off the couch and abandon mundane and perpetually boring routines.
‘Travel therapy to improve body, mind and spirit’ was the self-proclaimed remedy. That would become my new, personal mantra.
A new F-150 and 35 ft. travel trailer would be the first step in setting the table to go fully ‘nomadic’ for the next five to ten years. The Siletz waters was the first destination. There was no reason to break the record of 20+ consecutive years fishing the waters with the boys before heading south then east… all the way to Florida.