I have some very fond memories of family vacations, traveling across the United States pulling a Shasta travel trailer similar to the one pictured above. The only difference between our Shasta and the one above is that ours had an overhead bunk so there was a small extension over the front of the trailer.
It seems my childhood travel accommodations are now considered "vintage".
In the town of Dayton Oregon in the beautiful Willamette Valley is a trailer resort called The Vintages. They have a whole row of these old-style travel trailers that can be rented for a stay in the Oregon wine country.
We didn't do that on this trip, but I just had to take a drive through this nostalgic place.
Driving down the "vintage" street is like a real blast from the past. All kinds of travel trailers can be found on this one street.
Each one appears to come with a set of bicycles to enjoy and the website boasts other amenities to be had.
The site says that terrycloth robes are provided along with comfortable mattresses. As I recall, those original travel trailer mattresses were not in the "comfort" category. (Ah but, we were young, it didn't really matter.) The site also says that hotel-quality linens are provided.
Each site also has a propane grill and tableware for the visitor to use. Also included is a wine opener. This is in the Oregon wine country after all.
It's a very clever idea, but it's not the only way to stay at The Vintages. The place also has spaces to rent for those who still bring their own trailers, campers and motorhomes with them. It's only this one street in the park that offers these "vintage" accommodations.
I'm adding a "vintage" photo to this post. I went searching through some old photos to see if I could find a photo of the old trailer and this is the only one I found. It is badly faded but I added a little saturation and contrast to brighten it just a bit. That's me on the right next to my dad and holding the dog's leash. The dog is Chrissy our beloved English Bulldog. Mom is standing on the step, my sister Pam is next to her and my sister Judy is on the end. I bet my dad set up the camera on timer to get this shot.
Ah, sweet memories! My family had lots of fun roaming the country while pulling our little home-away-from-home behind us.