Hello everyone. My name is Chris Guenther and I've been in motorhoming for about 40 of my 44 years.
We started out in a converted city bus in 1968 we called "Brunhilda" because it was so underpowered, it had a hard time getting out of it's way. A couple of years later, we upgraded to a 34' 1957 Fitzjohn and our adventures began. We took an 8-month trip throughout the US, and then when we settled down, we 3 months each summer to continue to explore the country since my parents were teachers and we had the time off.
Our F-number was F3508 and we had many wonderful experiances at rallies and National Conventions. My favoirite memories were the local rallies where near dinnertime, someome would set up a large camp fire, someone else would bring a guitar and my mom would either bring her german flute or her autoharp to harmonize and everyone would join in singing folk songs and other familier tunes. Us kids would roast marshmellows and throw sticks in the fire and at some point we'd end up in bed and the parents would come back to the fire to tell stories about their recent trips.
We met some great people as well. I remember the Hideras (sp?) who had a small 24' coach but had two Great Danes, which was interesting to us since we had the large coach and had two Minature Pinchures. There was the "Chrome Dome" who had completely chromed out his engine and coach. Some guys decided to play a trick on him and poured oil under the engine. When they told him about the oil spill, he crawled under the coach and touched/sniffed the oil, crawled back out and said, "this isn't mine, it's too dirty".
When I grew up and had a family of my own, I knew I had to get a motorhome as well. When we could afford it we purchased a 1991 Allegro Bay and had some great trips in that coach in the 1990's. We had to get rid of that when the telecom industry fell apart around 2002 and I lost my job, but now our family is back with a late-model Southwind. I hope to see you soon.
Chris G (F 3508-S).
