Ron and Hazel's 'Travels with Nuggie' travel blog

Yes, I have a backup can opener.

Our second freezer keeps food rock-solid at zero degrees.

All of our cabinets pretty-much look like this.

Why buy one of something, when you can get two for twice...

When Folgers is on sale, my golf shirts get company.

Yes, we do have room somewhere for the socks and underwear.

Nuggie keeps her grub in my closet.

Time to defrost the freezer.

On nice days, I like to cook outdoors.

The sticker for our motorhome priced the generator at over $7,000.

I post daily links of interest (at least to me) on my aviation website at, and this week one of them was to a blog about how your RV can be a haven of safety in a time of disaster. Check it out here:

When Hurricane Sandy struck earlier this year, a lot of East Coast people were caught without preparation. One of the pilots who delivers planes for me told me he thought he was ready for things, with groceries, a generator in the garage, and plenty of extension cords. What he didn't have was more than a day's worth of fuel for that generator, and he was without house power for 3 weeks. Not only was he lacking electricity, so were all his neighbors, and so were the gas stations, or they were completely sold out. He wound up driving all the way to Pennsylvania to buy 50 gallons of gas, a 500 mile round-trip.

A couple of years ago, we had a bad storm here in Minnesota, and power was out locally for almost 24 hours. It was hot, with temperatures in the 90's. Our 30' Class A motorhome is parked in our farmyard, a few feet from the house. We have a neighbor across the road, and as it got dark, the only activity I could see over there was an occasional flashlight beam moving around in the house. By now, I'd hit the button on the motorhome dash to fire-up our Onan generator, the air conditioner and television were running, and I was cooking dinner.

If you're wondering why I didn't invite the neighbors over for some relief, these are the folks that moved in about 10 years ago, and when I went over on the first day to welcome them to the neighborhood, I was informed in no uncertain terms that they'd moved out here in the country to get away from neighbors, thank you very much.

So, there I was, grilling a couple of steaks on the range, my 75 gallon gas tank was nearly full, as was our 75 gallon fresh water supply, plenty to power the generator and get us out of there if needed, with lots of food and refreshments onboard. I figured we could last for several days, maybe weeks, if necessary. About a day later, the power came back on.

I try to keep the fuel tank full, topping it off after each trip, and I'm constantly restocking our groceries. When I head to town "to pickup a few things", my wife mumbles something about "feeding my obsession". When I return with a couple bags of groceries, including maybe half a dozen cans of corned beef hash that were on sale, or a few pounds of hamburger and a roast or some steaks from the half-price "road kill bin" at our local supermarket, she just shakes her head as I try to find space in one of our two freezers.

I tell Hazel, "Someday, you're going to be really happy I have all these groceries". but she questions the need for the powdered eggs with a seven year shelf life, or what seems to be a lifetime supply of chicken noodle soup and spaghetti sauce.

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