Picking The Next Destination
Everyone has different ways by which they plan a route. Frankly, for the most part, we don't. We know where we are. We often have a sense of where we want to go. But what happens in between is between the road and ourselves. That can mean camping in anything between a National Park Campground or a Walmart Parking Lot. More often than not, though, we hunt out some form of public land—the more remote the better.
Up a Wash Without A Key
Sometimes, someone may set their keys on the drivers seat while they put on a jacket. Sometimes, another someone may
Night Falls on South Padre Island
Spanish guitar strummed in the background as we watched the sun set over South Padre Island one last time. Despite
Showdown At The Border Truck Stop
Tonight, for lack of a better spot and disinterest in spending camp fare, we settled down in a Pilot Truck
The Road Not Taken
As late in the fall as it may have been, leaves the color of sunshine clung to the trees. The
The Curious Case of Mr. J
We all have our own white whales. Captain Ahab first lost his leg to one and then his life. Mary
We Interrupt This Program For Work
I have fallen so far behind in recording our travels. We still have yet to master working from the
A Bear In Glacier National Park
That didn't take long. We drove in to Glacier National Park to find a camping site and, instead, we found a bear.
Prelude To Glacier National Park
I was 7 when I came face to face with a bear. It was gigantic. But, then again, I was seven.