Clicking pics is a good way to warm up on a cold day.
Looks like I should've stayed gone for another week or so. In Colorado the Spring is my least favorite time of year, and this is the reason, it was 90° day before yesterday and now it's snowing. And spring snow is heavy wet snow that's hard to shovel, breaks the limbs off of trees, and my solar panels hate it.
While they were fresh in my mind, I jotted down a few things about how I felt dealing with the bronco last winter. I'm sure these aren't things that everyone would think is a problem with the bronco, but after spending six months living in it, these are some of the things that stuck in my mind enough to bother me.
I can't stand up when putting away the groceries after shopping at Walmart..... not wanting to put up the top at Walmart, I have to put away the groceries while crawling in the bronco on my hands and knees to get to the refrigerator. Not a deal-breaker, but it isn't very pleasant, and I'm sure it will be even less fun as I get older.
I can't spend time in it just to relax for a few minutes... It's hard to go into the bronco and relax for just a few minutes while driving somewhere, and the top is down. There's no place to sit because my bedding is piled on the sofa.
Cant keep it warm in the cold.... There are just too many air leaks in the bronco, and of course, the canvas sides aren't much in the way of insulation either, so as soon as I turn the heater off, it starts getting cold really quick.
Canvas is noisy on a windy day.... Yeah, the wind blowing the canvas is annoying, and the harder it blows, the more annoying it gets.
Not fun putting the top up and down .... This is a no-brainer. I grew tired of putting the top up and down even before I started living in the bronco, and it didn't get any more fun doing it for a few months. I can live with many things, but putting the top up and down is a dealbreaker for me.
Tucking in the canvas.... Some pop-up campers are designed so that the canvas automatically folds in when you put the top down; the bronco engineers never gave that any thought whatsoever, so I have to walk around the bronco poking the canvas in with a stick.
Not much storage room for a full-timer to live in; it's really a weekend camper.... Most of my complaints go away if you're only going somewhere for a few days. But it was never meant to be lived in, so I can't fault it for being unable to do what it was never designed to do.
Refrigerator too small.... The fridge might not be too small; maybe a full-timer carries too much food;
The bed is hard to get in and out of; and it will probably get worse.... Yeah, the bed is pretty darn high, and climbing up into it takes some practice. I can do it, but there is room for error which could be catastrophic. And something tells me getting older will make the problem worse, not better. But that's going to be an issue with any truck camper.
Too much stuff to move to put the top down.... I wondered why I didn't have so many problems with my Hallmark pop-up truck camper. But I finally figured out that I didn't have to disassemble my bed and throw it all on the sofa to put the top down. Instead, the top went down on the Hallmark with all the bedding in place.
Leveling up takes too long.... Getting the bronco level enough for the refrigerator to work efficiently takes too much time and effort. This could be solved with an AC refrigerator, or stay in Quartzsite all the time, where the land is pretty flat, and often no leveling is necessary.
Those things gave me some problems this winter in the desert, but not everything was terrible; there were some very good things about living in the bronco, which I will talk about tomorrow.
My daughter's neighborhood. In a lot of places late May could be considered summer, but in the Colorado Rockies; not so much.
And speaking of broken limbs, my daughter's trees had more than their share. And see that huge limb on the right side hanging over the house? That was a real concern, if it broke its big enough that it would damage the house.
I've lived in the bronco long enough that I can read it's tiny little mind, and it's thinking; please send me back to the desert!
My grandson. There wasn't much time for picture taking today, there was a lot of cleanup going on.