Within the hour of getting Big Blue back from the shop we were on the road, heading East. The fact that it was rush hour traffic in the Bay Area and we had two bridges to cross didn’t matter. We wanted out of San Rafael. Oddly enough, the traffic didn’t...
We had a few scheduled stops once we got into California; friends and family that are not seen as often as one might like. The first was an overnight moochdock in the driveway of Kerri’s Aunt Claudia, barely a half mile off our route. Claudia came to our rescue with...
After the Cliff Dwellings, Kerri and I decided to pamper ourselves by returning to Faywood Hot Springs. It is here we spent the entire work week with daily after-work dips in the springs. Ah the luxuries of having a readily available toilet… and a hot bath each night. All things...
Kerri loves to find random dirt roads to direct me down. Normally they do not need to be historic in any way, but this one had a bit of history. The Apache Trail was once used by the Apache Indians (can I still say Indians or is that offensive now?)...
A peaceful night at Hay Meadows is where we left off in the story, although I did leave out the hordes of mosquitoes due to the marshy landscape just a few feet out our door. Kerri and I are just beginning to accept that it is the season for those...
I’ve always dreamed of spending a chunk of my life off-asphalt – just driving for days on the dirt and gravel forest roads that sprinkle the West. I’ve always shy’d away from it though, some times due to the hit in my mileage and others from the safety concerns. He...
We were not far out of Benton Hot Springs when we saw a dirt road leading off the asphalt and into a very cool looking canyon. Kerri and I both wanted to go see what was beyond, so we did just that and a pleasant surprise it was. It helps...
We moved into the town of Ridgecrest for our final work day in the Trona area. The plan was to hit the community center for a proper shower (it had been a while) then hang out at the park for the work hours before peeling off to the local Moose...
A drive up – or down in our case – the Blue Ridge Parkway is a must when in the area of the Smoky Mountains, so on our first full day in the area we went for it… even the dogs came along. Never mind the weather reports, the views...
I have been looking forward to this part of the country for a long time. And the timing was perfect, after a tough final week in Louisiana for me. A slight back-track and a hop to the North put us right at Natchez, Mississippi and the the town of Natchez,...
