Love's RV Stops promise full hookups and real sites at a truck stop price of about $74 a night. We stayed in one with our Brinkley Model Z 3515 to find out what you actually get.
A two-day run from South Carolina to Louisville with no reservation, a 10-foot bridge with smashed RVs on its Google Maps photos, and the tightest campground we've ever squeezed our Brinkley into.
A "chill" two-hour hop from Tampa to Orlando turned into bent banana trees, a flying chair, a wind-speed research session, and the same embarrassing mistake we swore we'd never repeat. At least dinner was good.
320 miles from the Smoky Mountains to South Carolina, hitch-up to after-dark arrival, with every stop in between. This is the travel day nobody puts in the highlight reel.
Our first travel day after months parked: a to-do list that kept growing, a crossing of the Mackinac Bridge, and a Walmart parking job that turned into a marriage exercise.
Fifteen minutes into a three-hour travel day, our trailer lights and brakes started cutting out. What roadside assistance actually did for us, what it couldn't, and how we limped to Wisconsin before dark.
Our very first RV travel day: 300 miles, broken dishes, a dead end, a tiny state park dump station, and one stop sign that never saw us coming. Every mistake, unedited.
