So early start this am, up at 7, shower at the superb Blake Ranch, breakfast and then the unhook process, turning the tap to release the “black” toilet waste and it was quite clear by the sound and the volumes that it had not been emptied when we got it, either that or several large creatures were flushed away.

Anyhoo the Mrs drove her first 100 miles to Williams, where we went for fillup number 2 ($93) and a tyre check to find a valve damaged, so a call to the RV company to authorise around $80 to remove the wheel and replace the valve, fortunately at their expense. Didn’t want to mention I drove without issue and the Mrs takes over and we have a problem, mmmmmm.

So lunch at the Wild West Junction and then the last 60 miles up to the Grand Canyon for 3 nights.

Here in deepest darkest Kingman Arizona, the search continues for the highly illusive Duvet Monster. Last spotted curled up in a ball wrapped in a sleeping bag and snoring loudly.

I am told that she slept soundly and turn that blooming light off were the only other sounds to emerge from the semi waking creature.

The hunt continues.

So this is the 28 foot behemoth we collected today from Cruise America in Vegas.

Well it is big, has next to knack all steering and struggles to achieve 40 uphill. Our first gas fillup (half a tank) cost $76 and we have burnt a 1/4 of that to get from Vegas to Kingman.

But here we are at Blake Ranch RV Park at Kingman. Next stop will be the Grand Canyon and Mrs Foggies chance to drive the beast.

Well helloooo there! We picked up our 28 foot RV this afternoon after being made to watch an hour long vid explaining all the things about the RV. Yawn. So we picked up the monster and started the drive to Kingman, a comfortable cruise of around 2 hrs- or so it should be at around 65mph. Ah, but in a rattling bucket of an RV which has a top speed of 60ish (65 downhill!!), it takes hours and hours. Imagine trying to drive a removals truck with all your stuff just rolling around and you’ll get the picture.

So, by the time we reached Kingman, it was dark (oh dear) and Mr Fogg had to reverse our truck into the last bay on the campsite. Next was the fun and games to connect the pooper hose, water and electric. Easy.

We’ve just been to the local truck stop for a fab home cooked meal and are now back and tucked up inside after figuring out how to make the loo work (pump, prime, flush, done). Shame they don’t seem to have cleared the poop tanks before we picked it up (Eugh). Fingers crossed it isn’t broken, mind you Mr Fogg reckons a good bit of weight would shift it, over to you dear I say!

RVs are pretty cool things, if a little tired inside and very rattley to drive around, but Grand Canyon here we come tomorrow.