The end of our 2017 travels that is. What was once a holiday season necessity is now part of our natural travel route. Stopping in Grass Valley, California to spend time with Kerri’s family has marked the end of our year the past three years running. This time around, I am...
After two weeks of peace and quiet on the coast, we head into the fray that is the East Bay to visit my family, and meetup with my son flying out from Colorado for the occasion. It has become quite the annual pilgrimage to drop in on Mom for a...
I play it off that it is all about Kerri’s love of the ocean that drives me here. And while mostly true, it is also true that I too enjoy the spectacle that is the Pacific Ocean. I do not often voice my un-hatred towards anything California, but I can...
Kerri has a spot. A spot that she must return too when within a days drive. A place that not only causes her to break out in smiles, but for those smiles to continue infecting her the entire time she remains. The Marin coastline – Point Reyes National Seashore to...
It isn’t often, but sometimes we moochdock at a friend’s or family-members house. In fact we have a lot of that in the next two months, but before that we stopped in to visit an old client and now friend of mine, Charlie Parker. Moose and I have dropped in...
We thought Kerri had not been to Capitol Reef National Park, and since it wasn’t that far off our planned route, we went in for an afternoon visit. We were wrong (Kerri says it was because I gave her bad information, I say otherwise) as she recognized features pretty early...
Our final big scheduled ‘thing-to-do’ this year was this big kayaking trip. Nearly 50 miles of the Green River, flowing through the awesome sandstone canyons just North of Canyonlands National Park, over four days and three nights. It would be our biggest kayak trip ever and our longest tent-camping trip...
Kerri and I have another trip to Baja coming at the beginning of the year, so I am locked and loaded in thought about the place and can’t get it off my mind. Fixed on the future, I am… bare with me. In early 2016, we visited Baja for a...
Once an annual destination for me, it has been more than three years since I have been in Moab, Utah. March of 2014 was my last visit here to mountain bike as best I could. I can still recall all the muscle pains of the time, trying to keep up with...
For some time now I have been an “Airstreamer”. At least as far as anyone knows that I meet driving down the highway. I have grown accustomed to the standard greeting when you see another truck towing an Airstream on the road; flash the high beams as you pass each...
