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...
We made it out of Idaho and into Utah last week, staying not far out of Salt Lake City for my first time ever. I mean, I’ve passed through and even overnighted in the Salt Lake area before (many times) but I’ve never stuck around for more than just a...
When I started this lifestyle, I never thought I’d have gone to dozens of ghost towns around the country. It comes as a side benefit of traveling around the West. I must profess my thankfulness that some have it in them to stand up and and take care of these...
With the joys of living in a meadow comes the wildlife that lived here first. Any time we spend more than just a day or two in any part of our national forests, a family of stowaways inevitably attempts to join our fun-parade. Although we are actually invading their homes,...
We made it past Labor Day – known to many as “Full Timers Liberation Day” as schools are back in and the final holiday weekend of the summer is past – without major incident. We had only one neighbor pull in to camp nearby and only for a single night’s...
I remember the days when I was simmering up some meal on my two-burner propane camping stove in the van. Or the first time I made van-cookies in my Camp Chef Stove & Oven combo. Oh, those days. I am not sure what it is, but the excitement of making...
It is right around the corner that I return to Big Blue (now in desert tan) who has been waiting oh so patiently for me in California. Kerri and I left Big Blue last December as we started our 2017 travels all the way to the South, South East, then...
As I said in the previous blog post, the need to avoid the Labor Day weekend crowds was strong with us both and we wanted to have a spot a week ahead to stay planted through the holiday weekend. These three day weekends may be something to celebrate for people...
The gathering broke up soon after the Solar Eclipse. Each day another two or three rigs pulled out, and by Thursday all but one (us) were heading somewhere else. It was strange to be there all by ourselves. Three weeks this was our home, and for all of those days...
I’m a sucker for a pretty face, so when I stumbled onto a shabby, old, and rusted axe in a flea market in Colorado I immediately picked it up and brought it home. My previous axe was broken and lost in Baja some time ago, and the risks involved with...
