Meeting fellow Georgians on the road

Our Georgia G on the front of the truck
Our Georgia G on the front of the truck
And a Georgia G on the back window of the Titanium
And a Georgia G on the back window of the Titanium

One of the things we enjoy most about traveling by RV is meeting so many wonderful people along the way. On this trip we met people from all over the U.S. and Canada and from far away countries like Australia and Switzerland.

What really amazed us though was how many people from Georgia we met along the way and how many of them were Georgia Bulldog fans. We heard “Go Dawgs!” in some very unexpected places!

When we travel there is no doubt where we are from. With our Georgia license plates on both the truck and fifth wheel, our big red Georgia G on the front of the truck and another big G on the back window of the fifth wheel our Georgia allegiance is easy to recognize. And we both often wear Georgia hats and shirts when we are out exploring.

When you are several thousand miles from home, it’s always nice to connect with someone from your home state. Here are just a few of our favorite encounters with other travelers from Georgia:

  • Meeting  two sisters in Banff National Park in Alberta, Canada on their way to Alaska who are from the same county where we live.
  • Hearing “Go Dawgs! as we sat by our campfire in Liard River Hot Springs, Yukon.
  • Having someone from near our hometown knock on our door just to say hi in Liard River Hot Springs, Yukon.
  • Meeting a recent graduate of the University of Georgia wearing a Georgia sweatshirt.in Skagway, Alaska, who was living in Alaska and working on a cruise ship.
  • Having  a woman in a Georgia t-shirt walk over to our campsite in Skagway to take a picture of our Georgia truck because she couldn’t believe there was someone who drove all the way from Georgia to Alaska.
  • Hearing “I’ve eaten there before” when Henry was wearing his Crab Shack t-shirt in Skagway. The young man was in the Coast Guard and had just finished being stationed in Valdez and was on his way to his next station close to his home in Georgia.
  • Meeting a young woman in Haines, Alaska who was a graduate of Georgia Southern University in Statesboro. She  studied marine biology and was now  living in Haines working as a mate on a fishing boat and singing in a band.
  • Talking to the woman working at the Visitor’s Center in North Pole who had moved to North Pole from Georgia.
  • Wearing our Georgia hats, having one of the drivers on one of the floats in the July 4th Parade in North Pole yell “Go Dawgs!” as he went by.
  • Being helped by a woman from Georgia at the transportation center in Denali National Park.
  • Hearing “Go Dawgs!” while stopped for road construction in Denali National Park.
  • Meeting a grandfather and his two granddaughters from Georgia at Teklanika Campground in Denali National Park.
  • Halibut fishing in Ninilchik, Alaska with a young couple living in Anchorage who were originally from Atlanta and North Carolina.
  • Having a woman from Georgia stop by our campsite in Homer, Alaska because she saw the Georgia G on the back of the fifth wheel.

There were many others but these are the ones that stand out. However, the one that stands out the most was the Canadian border crossing guard in Beaver Creek, Yukon who asked us if we were heading home to Georgia before he even looked at our passports. He must have seen the Georgia G on the front of the truck! He was a huge American college football fan and discussed football with Henry for a few minutes before getting down to the business of checking our passports and asking the required questions before letting us enter Canada.

3 thoughts on “Meeting fellow Georgians on the road

  1. Beth and Henry, loved reading this and seeing all your pictures along your travels! What a great trip! Hope we get to see your guys soon.

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  2. Very interesting! We traveled all over the States with Washington plates. People pointed and stared when we were on the east coast. We could see them mouthing Wash-ing-ton in amazement. A state policeman in Georgia said to us, “You’re a long way from home.” My husband quipped, “We didn’t do it all in one day!” I wish we had kept track of all the other comments like you did.

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