I had been researching all the different types of motor homes for a while, and had pretty much settled on getting a Class C of some sort. I really liked the way the 28' Forest River Lexington looked. I took a weekend trip to a larger city near where I live and visited a number of different RV dealers. I went by my self and got varied reactions from the salesmen at a single woman looking to buy an RV. None of them were favorable. I did manage to get offered a test drive for which I was grateful, since I was contemplating buying something that I had never even driven. I had no idea what it was like to drive something that large.
The driving experience was good, although I felt like I spent more time looking in the rear-view mirrors to see if my wheels were crossing into the next lane, than I did looking out the front to see where I was going. And it was a weird feeling to see the long back end swing around when turning, or backing up. I knew that would be a matter of just getting used to the size of the vehicle. I thought I had found my perfect RV, but couldn't quite finance it at that time, and common sense (and my son) told me to wait, because there would always be another one to come along.
I'm glad I waited. What I did next may sound crazy, but I found one on Ebay that was different than any I'd seen before. It was a 1998 Chinook Concourse with the captains' chairs. It was only 21' long, and although I had been looking for something with a double bed in the back, and this one you had to pull out the sofa to make up a really small double bed, it looked great. It was small, easy to maneuver, but still had everything I needed. The price was right, and I thought it would be less maintenance, and easier to drive than what I'd been looking for. The crazy part is that I bought it, sight unseen (except for the pictures), and arranged to pick it up in January of 2009.
My Chinook Concourse
