It’s hard getting Kerri out of bed in the mornings. Really. If the temperature is below 50 degrees, and I am foolish enough to give her a cup of coffee while she is still under the blankets, there is no hope for an early start to our day. And that...
Just days before Xmas – and on our one year anniversary of our first departure in the van that resulted in a fire – we left Kerri’s parents back in Grass Valley and started our way towards Santa Barbara, CA for our sailing lessons. It felt like the first time...
We decided to take our island hopping to a whole new level. This time by going to an island that can not be driven too; San Juan Island. It was somewhat of a time killing exercise as well as a National Park visit with the San Juan Island National Historic...
After the long day on the boat Kerri opted for us to make the hour drive to where her Mother and Father were recently camped – Camano Island State Park – to see if they were still there. They were, so we had yet another impromptu get together with family...
With an early Monday morning meetup with inspectors on our [hopefully] new sailboat, we chose to camp as close to Bellingham as possible. Twenty minutes to the south is Larrabee State Park and was our only real option other than a RV resort (ew). So Larrabee it was. The campground...
With just a single week to go before our big date with a sailboat – the longest week ever – we set out to get in some more boondocking. Originally we tried a few possible locations along side what we thought was a lake. It turned out that they were...
The water tank in Big Blue ran dry on Thursday night. Left with no choice, we packed up and retreated out of the forest and back towards Winthrop for a single night’s stay to refill our stores, shower, and recharge the battery. Being only 15 minutes out of town, it...
It’s official – Fall has arrived. The cooler temps have been nice, and the less crowded everything has been a true blessing for us full-time nomads. After spending an night (and morning) exploring the small town of Winthrop, we found ourselves parked down a dirt road. Well off the main...
Yep, I’ve decided to just rename the North Cascades National Park. While the Cascades are beautiful and all, it is the mushrooms that makes this place special. Even for a guy like me who doesn’t care in the slightest to put that fungus in my mouth, the shrooms turn a...
As it turns out, there are a lot of boats in the Puget Sound area, many of which are in need of surveys (inspection). This in turn causes the surveyors to be booked many weeks out, to our dismay. So we are trying to distract ourselves from how far the...
