Driving a motorhome

There are many different types of motorhomes. Many of them are bigger than a car for obvious reasons. When it comes to driving a motorhome it can be a unique experience.

I have had a driving licence for more years that I care to count. In fact I still have the old A4 size green one. (How this can be taken as any kind of identification staggers me. It looks like a document that has been cobbled together on an old “John Bull” printing set. Does anyone remember them????)

Anyway according to my driving licence I can drive a whole range of vehicles including quite large vans.
So I can drive my motorhome.
Unfortunately this does not make the driving of it any easier.

When we first got the van my husband just loved driving it. However he did not much enjoy staying in it. As for me I did not especially enjoy driving it but I just loved going away in it. Bit like "Jack Sprat" but not nearly so convenient.
So initially I did not drive it very much, just now and again to get the feel of it.

Gradually it dawned on me that if I wanted to go away more often I was going to have to bite the bullet and go on my own.  This of course meant that I would have to drive the van myself for the whole of the journey.
So one fine day I took the plunge, loaded the van, took the dogs and set off.

I went to a campsite just a few miles away. I carefully selected the time and route so that there would be little traffic.

All the way there my heart was in my mouth. It was such a relief to arrive. I enjoyed my few days stay but then I had the drive back to contend with. That too I managed, but again during the journey my heart was working overtime. Parking outside the house was such a relief. However I did feel I had achieved something exceptional.

My husband too was relieved that I had returned home safely.  I think that deep down he was a bit disappointed.  Now there was nothing to stop me going again.