Its the morning after and the Clipper is still hitched to my truck. As a novice camper owner, I realized that I towed an entire camper from North Carolina and was not prepared to back up, unhitch or lock the camper, once unhitched.

So…ummmmm…yeah, shamelessly, I drove to the local hardware supply store to purchase the wheel chocks, leveling blocks, and hitch lock with the trailer hitched to my truck. Eighty four dollars later, I drove back to the bungalow.

If I do not learn how to “Back That Thang Up” (for the 99′ & the 2000) into my drive way, between a fence on the left and a light pole and two pecan trees on the right, it is going to be a long day.

Now, I’m driving up and down the street trying to back the camper in my driveway. I drive forward, stop, and visualize the car going one way and the camper going the other, then I back up. I talked to myself and pleaded with the camper to go into the driveway. I finally figured out the relationship between the orientation of the car, steering wheel, and camper but I didn’t have enough practice to finesse the camper into the driveway. Frustrated, sleepy and hungry, I broke out in a sweat and knew I had to find an easier way.

The idea of being stranded with a camper hitched to my truck for another day, sparked my creativity. Time is wasting and it will be dark soon. So, I decided to drive the camper around my lawn and try to “Back That Thang Up” in the driveway.

With a few driving skills and a lot of space for errors with no barriers, I finally “Backed That Thang Up”. Then, Juvenile occupied my mind as I began to celebrate, perhaps prematurely, but I celebrated, nonetheless.