This is all so new to us. We are such novices. We did not feel we had the means, or knowhow for that matter, to bring the RV to our property, so this is a snapshot of getting our RV delivered.
That went over like a lead balloon. I had called our neighbor the day before having it brought to us, and they agreed that it would be fine for us to pull in through their front field if the field was dry enough. It had been raining a ton the day before. Sooooo. . . my husband and I were actually down at the property earlier in the day on the day of the RV getting delivered. BECAUSE, we wanted to determine and agree on where the trailer should be located. AND. . . .we wanted to make sure that the field WAS indeed dry enough to bring the trailer across on.
We decided where to place the RV, which was a chore in itself because our land is so ‘rolling’. We each had ideas about what would or wouldn’t work. There was really no good place~~ honestly ~~for us to put the RV. Ughh! What to do~~
Short of landing it in our driveway (which happens to be the O.N.L.Y. flat spot on our property) we came up with a spot close to the neighbors land where it starts to level out at the top of a hill. That is what we agreed upon.
And then we wanted to check and make sure their field was dry enough, so my husband drove across the field in his truck to determine how the ground was. It seemed totally fine.
So that night I had to go down without my husband because he had to work. I took Grandpa along (for moral support).
They saw us coming ~the neighbor lady anyway~and she was not excited. She was on her riding lawnmower, and said she could see where we had driven through earlier in the day, and left tracks in their field. OH NO! That is NOT good! It made sense that she was not really hip on us coming through. NOW WHAT!?!
The RV hauler had already pulled up into their field, because they had told us they could, and we HAD checked the field. NOW what???? Seriously, I was starting to panic.
And then she said for me to talk with her husband. Whew! Maybe? So I immediately went and greeted him as joyfully as I could muster. And I asked him, and he said it was okay if we would just not drive over his water line. He came out and graciously helped the driver determine where to drive through so that we were ALL happy!
Here is comes. . .
And it was starting to get dark fast. . . .
At that point, we had to get the RV leveled, which ended up being quite the chore, BECAUSE the spot we picked out, although level in our minds, was actually so NOT level that we had to jack it up as high as we could jack it up,
and then. . . we used the stabilizers to help support the front end that we had jacked up. It had to do for the night.
We got it delivered. We positioned it and leveled it. We were done. . . for the night. Time to pay the fellow who delivered it, and go home. We need to get it hooked up to electricity and water eventually.
Just “Thank you LORD!” for providing a place for us to stay in while we finish up our sweet ‘log home’.