Travels

When we left off, Kevin and I were about to be stranded at our Mister-Rogers-Neighborhood-meets-the-Gestapo RV Park.

Over the course of just a few short weeks in February, our experiences at four different campgrounds ran the gamut from love to hate and everything in between.

Whatever your interest, whether it be science, astronomy, hiking, history, live music, or wildlife, there's something to do in Tucson.

At the height of the Cold War, 54 underground silos containing the most powerful nuclear missiles ever built (before or since) littered the landscape in Arizona, Kansas, and Arkansas.

Each year, as fall turns to winter, folks all over the country begin taking stock of their winter supplies, putting fresh gas in their snowblowers, and making sure their heater vents are clear...

Upon escaping the Portland traffic vortex, we headed first for a quick two night stop in a tiny town that does Oktoberfest right, before heading for the coast, where we combined some sightseeing, hiking, and the devouring of cheese.

I want to thank everyone who reached out to me after my last post, both directly and by leaving comments on this blog.

We thought we were going to love Portland. And we did. But we also didn't. There were days we were enamored with our surroundings and others, well, we just weren't feeling it.

There are two kinds of people in this world: Those who appreciate the magic that is ketchup, and those who are wrong.

After leaving lovely Henrys Lake State Park, we drove due south and set up shop in the tiny town of Ashton, Idaho, which is about 90 minutes northwest of Grand Teton National Park.