The Logistics
- Stopover 1: Fairplay, South Carolina
- Distance: 146 miles (running total: 161 miles)
- Duration: 11/26/25 – 11/28/25 (2 nights)
- Campground: Thousand Trails Carolina Landing, site A14
- Stay Type: FHU (30/50 Amp)
- Stopover 2: Lyons, Georgia
- Distance: 187 miles (running total: 348 miles)
- Duration: 11/28/25 – 11/29/25 (1 night)
- Campground: Harvest Host Hidden Forrest RV Club (and petting zoo), site 16
- Stay Type: FHU Grass 50’+
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The Journey
We were finally back on the road, headed toward our first official destination: Stephen Foster State Park. After our challenging start, we committed to shorter driving days to build in a buffer for the unexpected. These stopovers were about finding our rhythm and working out any more RV kinks. And taking a moment to stop and spend Thanksgiving at our first Thousand Trails before a quick Harvest Host overnight to push south.
The Fun Stuff
Lakeside mornings
We were a short walk from Lake Hartwell at Carolina Landing, where we started our days with coffee and a view. The mornings were cool and crisp, providing the perfect wooded backdrop to unwind after a hectic first few days.
Thanksgiving with a twist
We did Thanksgiving a little differently this year, swapping the bird for steak and champagne in celebration of finally starting our life on the road. It felt like a momentous milestone and we were certainly grateful to have arrived safely at our first of many campgrounds.
Al paca our stuff and go!
We left Carolina Landing feeling rested and ready to push on, stopping for the night at a Harvest Host stop in Georgia that was a level open field with full hookups and some furry friends. Keeping it simple meant we didn’t fully unpack, allowing us to hit the road bright and early the next morning.
The Challenges
Trying to outrun winter remained our biggest adversary, forcing us to skip a planned stay in Augusta to see friends in order to stay ahead of the freezing weather. While we were lucky that these legs went pretty smoothly, a new mechanical quirk emerged: Zanzi had developed a bucking habit. She was pretty bouncy over even the smallest bumps, forcing us to take them at a crawl. Something new to investigate at the next campground.
The Take
After the initial breakdown, these 330 miles felt like a victory lap. We’re learning that the sweet spot for our sanity is under 200 miles a day—enough to make progress, but slow enough to actually enjoy the coffee.
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