Caravans

Conor:
Got a twin wheel Lunar Lexan EW we tow with a Mondeo. Wife wanted one as she does flyball competitions

[ZB]!!! :open_mouth: She’s probably met my brother and his future wife with their ‘over-pampered’ pooch!! :unamused:

I’ve owned a few when I used to race motorbikes. I have absolutely no idea of what marque or name they were, they were just somewhere to chill between races and I never paid over £500 for any of them. They did tend not to live very long however as being towed at mach 2 by a Sprinter used to crack the A frames quite a bit! Once that happened I’d scrap 'em and buy another.

Conor:
Got a twin wheel Lunar Lexan EW we tow with a Mondeo. Wife wanted one as she does flyball competitions with the dog and was sick of using a tent and she’s away most weekends during summer.

I use it three times a year for my amateur radio field days but it does a total of 12 miles round trip those weekends. She goes all over the bloody country. Was murder when she first started towing but now can drag it along at the speed limit no problem and can even reverse it reasonably well.

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It takes us and the dog away, being a Rottweiler even dog friendly hotels won’t take him.

We also go to Bulgaria several times per year and have some land there (the plan is the caravan will end up there eventually) with a building on it, used to be called a house…

I’m also off to Jerez in Spain in June for the classic GP legends event.

raymundo:
Nice one, must be Scotland during a heat wave :slight_smile:

Was really nice in September, went up 1 week on the motorbike with my mates, then had 1 day at home and then back up with the caravan with the missus and the dog

PaulNowak:

waynedl:
Ideal for what we use it for

SWIFT■■?

Lol

Yeah, an OLD early 90’s Alouette, doesn’t hold anyone up on the back of a 3 litre diesel beemer though, even up Shap it sticks to 60mph - it drops a cog or 2 to do it, but I’d rather burn a few extra litres than slow down :grimacing:

So, flying off somewhere hot usually equals, get in car at silly o’clock in the morning (or taxi), drive to airport HOURS before flight, get a headache from all the screaming brats and ■■■■■■ up football fans, get checked in last minute, go to another room for another headache, but now you have to buy their over-priced drinks to wash the paracetamol down with because they took your dangerous water off you…
Now, it shouts that you can board the flight, there’s a mass panic, everyone running and shoving their way to the gate, so you stay sat down, eventually you go and join the queue only to realise half of the queue were deaf and are in the wrong place and fighting their way back.
You then get on the plane, find your seat to see a big fat smelly git sat next to you - actually, he’s in your window seat, but he’s already drooling and ■■■■■■■, ■■■■ it, leave him there.
Now, the plane is going to take off, WOO, 5 mins of enjoyment, followed by 3hrs sat on basically a bus in the air, dry mouth, buying more over-priced drinks, still dry, kids screaming because their ears popped…
Plane lands, everyone runs for the door because that minute of holiday is important, you stay sat down.
Get off plane, go to passport control, get some person who’s dad was killed in the war by your granddad staring at you, then your passport, then you… Is it me, I better double check, have I given him the missus’ passport…■■
Go to ‘baggage’ is that your bag? No, Is that it? No… An hour and half after landing you’ve finally got your back and your holiday begins… BUT you’re a million miles from anywhere…
So, get to hotel eventually, they’ve stopped serving hot food, there’s a problem with your booking, you’re a day early according to our sheets…
Enjoy your holiday in the sun surrounded by chavs off the local council estate, it all starts again on return, and you arrive home needing a holiday…

Dont mind a Caravan !!!

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Waynedl, that is so true, and funny about the
chores of flying.
Departure times are at ridiculous times, the same coming home.
Leave the resort at one am for the transfer bus to the airport.
What is the world wide midday checkout at all hotels, if nobody is booked to have it, why they refuse to let you use it on departure day.?
Researchers find out , that all the goodness of a package holiday is gone the first 20 minutes of arrival.
When home, you are the same stressed person, as the one, before the so called relaxing holiday.
Flat battery in the car, lost items in the house.
Stuff you hid, in case of burglars, is now forgoten where it was hidden.

toby1234abc:
Stuff you hid, in case of burglars, is now forgoten where it was hidden.

Very true we hid my car keys a few years ago it took hours to find them on top of one of the kitchen cupboards on our return, 2 weeks of drinking numbed the brain.

Fatboy slimslow:

robroy:
I’ve never understood truckers going on holiday with a [zb] caravan, why not just cash your hols in and work them. You are doing the same as you do when working… tramping the bloody roads pulling a trailer. Each to his own and all that, but that is the last thing I want to do on my hols.
I know one driver that sets off on a tour and parks in all our depots to save cash :unamused: :laughing: :laughing: what’s the bloody point.

I’ve a gulfstream crescendo :grimacing: does that count as a rubber wheeled villa! :sunglasses:

Gulfstream Crescendo…call it what you want,its still a tin tent…

waynedl:
So, flying off somewhere hot usually equals, get in car at silly o’clock in the morning (or taxi), drive to airport HOURS before flight, get a headache from all the screaming brats and ■■■■■■ up football fans, get checked in last minute, go to another room for another headache, but now you have to buy their over-priced drinks to wash the paracetamol down with because they took your dangerous water off you…
Now, it shouts that you can board the flight, there’s a mass panic, everyone running and shoving their way to the gate, so you stay sat down, eventually you go and join the queue only to realise half of the queue were deaf and are in the wrong place and fighting their way back.
You then get on the plane, find your seat to see a big fat smelly git sat next to you - actually, he’s in your window seat, but he’s already drooling and ■■■■■■■, [zb] it, leave him there.
Now, the plane is going to take off, WOO, 5 mins of enjoyment, followed by 3hrs sat on basically a bus in the air, dry mouth, buying more over-priced drinks, still dry, kids screaming because their ears popped…
Plane lands, everyone runs for the door because that minute of holiday is important, you stay sat down.
Get off plane, go to passport control, get some person who’s dad was killed in the war by your granddad staring at you, then your passport, then you… Is it me, I better double check, have I given him the missus’ passport…■■
Go to ‘baggage’ is that your bag? No, Is that it? No… An hour and half after landing you’ve finally got your back and your holiday begins… BUT you’re a million miles from anywhere…
So, get to hotel eventually, they’ve stopped serving hot food, there’s a problem with your booking, you’re a day early according to our sheets…
Enjoy your holiday in the sun surrounded by chavs off the local council estate, it all starts again on return, and you arrive home needing a holiday…

Sounds like my kind of holiday, bring it on :laughing:
Have you never read my posts before? :unamused: …I love moaning and complaining , all that stuff you mention keeps me going for weeks. :laughing:
Still rather do that than ■■■■ in a bucket for a week :wink:

gripper1:

Fatboy slimslow:

robroy:
I’ve never understood truckers going on holiday with a [zb] caravan, why not just cash your hols in and work them. You are doing the same as you do when working… tramping the bloody roads pulling a trailer. Each to his own and all that, but that is the last thing I want to do on my hols.
I know one driver that sets off on a tour and parks in all our depots to save cash :unamused: :laughing: :laughing: what’s the bloody point.

I’ve a gulfstream crescendo :grimacing: does that count as a rubber wheeled villa! :sunglasses:

Gulfstream Crescendo…call it what you want,its still a tin tent…

Some tent!! :slight_smile:

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My gaff for 5 months this summer.

There’s loads of wagon drivers come to the same site in France, when I find out where there pitched… I avoid them. :smiley:

mickfly:
My gaff for 5 months this summer.

There’s loads of wagon drivers come to the same site in France, when I find out where there pitched… I avoid them. :smiley:

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mickfly…you say you keep away from the drivers,do you know they are drivers because they have their names in the window?..

Guilty off to Cornwall for a fortnight Monday rather be pulling my caravan than a 45 footer

So there are plenty of us who tow a tin box then :smiley:
Good to see that there are plenty of us enjoying the benefits of towing the dreaded caravan . Maybe that’s because the relaxing break you get when away makes it all worthwhile :smiley:

Just don’t get it fellas. ■■■■■■■■ into a plastic box filled with chemicals. Local shop with extortionate priced sausages/charcoal/beans/nappies etc. Painted breezeblock toilet/shower block. Weird old man playing the banjo. Word search on the velour seats with rain dripping down the scratched Perspex windows (adorned with I heart camping sticker).

Get a grip and fly to Florida.

eagerbeaver:
Get a grip and fly to Florida.

Stuff that !! far too many idiot yanks out there …

Eagerbeaver I used to think like you but now I know how relaxing it can be . Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it :smiley:

Gillberry:
Eagerbeaver I used to think like you but now I know how relaxing it can be . Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it :smiley:

Thank Christ for Eagerbeaver I was begining to think it was just me. I was about to buy a Pipe to smoke, join the Caravan club, and pop down to B&Q for a tin bucket. :smiley:

As for knocking and trying I think I’ll put it on the ‘won’t bother list’ along side trainspotting, morris dancing and ■■■■■■ :laughing:

If you’ve got children below the ages of roughly 12yrs,
they WILL thank you in later life for the great times they had in the caravan and making new friends etc in the places you stay. :sunglasses:

Can’t beat a wee mini weekend break once/twice month from April to Sept along with good friends/company/barbeques/“craic” and BEER :exclamation: :exclamation: :grimacing:

robroy:

Gillberry:
Eagerbeaver I used to think like you but now I know how relaxing it can be . Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it :smiley:

Thank Christ for Eagerbeaver I was begining to think it was just me. I was about to buy a Pipe to smoke, join the Caravan club, and pop down to B&Q for a tin bucket. :smiley:

As for knocking and trying I think I’ll put it on the ‘won’t bother list’ along side trainspotting, morris dancing and ■■■■■■ :laughing:

Is it really clever to comment vehemently on a subject you appear not to have a clue about? That is, modern caravans?

Why ■■■■ in a tin bin when you have a modern onboard toilet? Sleeping bags? Haven’t used one for the past 12 years, and I caravan in November and January every year.

Your posts are amusing though!