|Sleeping Capacity||2 – 5|
|Exterior Length||31' 3"|
|Exterior Width||8' 5.5"|
|Exterior Height w/AC||9' 9.5"|
Two years ago, the slogan “live simply” started a simplification movement inside me. Here I am two years later living full time in my 1973 Airstream. Do what makes you happy, help and encourage others along the journey. Live simply!
We found a 1967 International Airstream located in Southern Washington, and decided to buy it and add it to our camping lot next to our 2012 International . When we arrived to look at her, she was in a barn with two goats whom I fell in love with, and chickens! A true barn find. With much luck a woman helped us pull her out with a small tractor since she got stuck in the mud. A long scary drive home was ahead of us. We took some precautions with the wheels and made through Seattle and up I-5 North
Aluminum is incorporated in my adventures when I take that backpack hiking! Without the aluminum rods strengthening the pack it would either be too heavy or not sturdy! This picture was taken this summer while hiking for a few days on the appalachian trail on the edge of North Carolina and Virginia. Besides a little rain, it was a fantastic trip!
Photo by: Tara Hyatt I have many fond memories of my dad, especially of the family vacations we all enjoyed together visiting national parks. But I think the best memory I have is the cumulative memory of the many hours spent with in the truck or tractor with him, checking our cattle and stacking hay. He always encouraged my love of animals and nature, and patiently answered my barrage of questions to the best of his knowledge. I will always cherish my childhood of being a Daddy’s girl and rancher’s daughter!The photo included is my dad taking my youngest son out
Photo by: Angie Johnson My Dad supported me in every way. He encouraged my interest in travel by letting me send in every postcard for info about destinations in Sunset magazine, I had mail coming about travel spots at age 5!. My favorite memory with my Dad was back in the 70’s when he got this perm to match my super naturally curly hair. I was embarrassed of my hair until he showed me it was ‘the look’. At his own expense!
Photo by: Jim Aspinwall I used to hang out with my dad “like a puppy”… tinkering in the garage and workshop, going to ham radio stores and events, visiting at Air Guard summer camps. He never complained, I met great people and new mentors, and I learned a LOT. While I was never eligible to fly jets, what little kid wouldn’t be “flying high” hanging out on a riveted jet? Our current riveted “take flight” escape is in a 30 foot 2004 Classic – radio-equipped and dad-approved.
Photo by Archie Henderson The Blue Angels, Father’s Day weekend flying to the sun while the moon watches. As “they” say, ” I don’t know, but I’ve been told, NAVY WINGS ARE MADE OF GOLD!” GO NAVY. FLY NAVY.
Photo from Paige Magelky My dad and I fishing. Picture was taken 19 years ago. To this day I am still “hooked”! No pun intended.
Photo by Adam Nikulicz One of my favorite times with my father, was his help in restoring our 1962 Airstream Globetrotter. Who else at that age is willing to get under the trailer to replace the axle. Happy Fathers Day! I love you Dad
Photo by Beau Winkler I expected to learn a lot from restoring this 1970 Sovereign, what I didn’t expect was to bring three generations together to learn many lessons and memories for life. (Grandpa and grandson re-skinning the main door)