In late March I received a brand new, shiny Kamparoo. The Kamparoo was a bit of a compromise. I wanted to continue to tent camp in remote locations, like this one:
How are you at "Where's Waldo? Did you see my tent in the middle of the picture?
My wife, on the other hand, has had her fill of sleeping on the ground, was looking for some more comfort and prefers to camp someplace with accessible activities like nature trails and swimming holes. OK, I'll admit, sleeping (or not) on the ground was beginning to wear on me too. I'll have to give her that one. She would also like to be close enough to other people that if you are taken out by a thermo-nuclear blast, someone would hear it. Weird!
So, we started looking for solutions that would work equally well in site 27 of your local state park and off old mining roads near ghost towns in the desert. It also needed to fit in our garage. We considered several options from "off-road" pop-ups from Jayco and Fleetwood to RTTs on Adventure Trailers to the Lifetime utility tent trailers. We found lots of interesting options that couldn't be purchased in the USA and finally stumbled upon the Kamparoo. I think I read every word on the internet about the Kamparoo and corresponded with a local couple that had made a couple of trips from Texas to Alaska in one.
After some discussion, the wise and logical choice seemed to be to send several thousand dollars to some guy in Canada named Glen for a model of camper that I had never seen in person. Before you start coming to conclusions about where this is headed let me say what pretty much every purchaser of a new North American Kamparoo has already posted (remember, I've read every word). Doing business with Glen is about as good as it gets. Glen either has a healthy markup on the Kamparoo or is running a charity because at the mere mention of something you don't like or would like, he jumps to action to make sure you are happy, even if he has to eat some cost. YMMV, but I doubt it.
Since I see others buying Kamparoos, I'll say a word about delivery. "Different." Until a while after the decision to purchase the Kamparoo was made, I had not considered how a camper from Canada was going to arrive at my door-step in Texas. Basically, it hitch-hikes. Glen works with a shipper in Saskatoon who will add the Kamparoo to loads headed in your direction. I'll say here that Glen is a "can do," optimistic, "it'll work out" kind of guy. He assured me that there were regular shipments of ambulances bound for Florida that wouldn't mind taking a detour through Texas. Well, apparently the Florida ambulance market dried up and so it took a couple of extra weeks but, in the end, an oilfield service company about 3 miles from my house was taking delivery of a pump-jack from, . . . wait for it . . ., Saskatoon. The Kamparoo stuck out it's thumb, bumbed a ride and at about 9 pm on a Sunday night a 40 foot step deck semi-trailer arrived at a church parking lot near my house carrying several tons of oilfield equipment and, . . ., my Kamparoo.
Now you may be looking at that picture and thinking to yourself, "Hmmm, how exactly does a feller get a Kamparoo off the back of a 40 foot step deck semi-trailer." Good question. I had the same one. Fortunately, as the truck driver was passing through Kansas, his wife called to confirm the directions to my location and to make sure that I had a fork-lift.
Hmmm? Apparently trucks that ship ambulances have ramps. Trucks that ship oil field equipment ... not so much. Time to call Glen. Glen said, no problem, just call a tilt-deck wrecker, transfer the Kamparoo from the trailer to the wrecker and from the wrecker to the ground and send him the bill. I was a little worried about arranging all of this on a Sunday, but wreckers work 24/7 and it turned out there was a wrecker owner in my neighborhood with the right kind of truck.
Thank you Integrity Towing!
More to come . . .