In the summer of 1958 I was five years old and my long-suffering sister Chris was 16. My parents decided this would be a good time for a road trip to Wisconsin. We didn't often travel with my parents; they lacked the required patience for keeping kids occupied on hours-long trips. My mother tried her... Continue Reading →
Our 401K
Ben and I have spent 8 of our 12 years of married life on the road. The first motorhome we bought in 2015 was smaller; we wanted to try out the lifestyle before we made a big commitment. One trip and we were hooked. Ben decided we needed a bigger, more powerful rig. After a... Continue Reading →
Sweet-Nature
Gumbo came to live with us in the spring of 2017. He graduated from obedience school with a B+ average because he could not sit still if there was a person to greet, which meant he bounced up every time the instructor walked by. His tail wags furiously in the presence of any human. At... Continue Reading →
Aptet et Itinerantur!
(Title translation at the end of the story) When we returned home last October we didn’t expect to be homebound in the new year. We are quintessential Midwest snowbirds but life events kept us home in early winter and then pandemic closures clamped down on travel for the rest of the year. In a typical year we... Continue Reading →
Hiatus
What do travel bloggers do when there is little in the way of travel to blog about? Some wrote about what it was like traveling during a pandemic; the short answer is “difficult.” Others have fallen silent for a time, or recap past adventures. For a variety of reasons, this is my first post since... Continue Reading →
Hanging in the Hills
We spent a few days in the Black Hills seeing the sights, most notably Rushmore and Crazy Horse memorials. We stayed at the Whispering Pines campground near Silver City, SD. The campground is situated nicely off the main highway, and has a homey quietness that we enjoy. Harley and Lisa own the place, and live... Continue Reading →
Boot Hill
Yesterday we went to the towns of Deadwood and Lead. Deadwood is a weird hybrid, sort of like The Sons of Katie Elder meets the Sons of Anarchy meets Gatlinburg. Harley stores and biker bars alternate with casinos masquerading as historic saloons. Hang around long enough and at regular intervals someone will shoot someone else in... Continue Reading →
Ride of the Valkyrie
For those of you who are new to the site, after our trip last year we bought a “new-to-us” motor home in April, and spent the rest of the summer getting it road-worthy. This is the start of a two-month pilgrimage to the American Southwest. We pulled out August 24 under a milky sky. As... Continue Reading →
A Bad Case of Slobbering
Did you know that motor homes slobber, and that slobber can foul the engine just as dog drool will wreck your clean khakis? Neither did I, but I have since been enlightened. When I last posted, things didn't look so good for our motor home. We purchased it from a dealer in Indiana, and drove... Continue Reading →
Windy Alliances
I am usually optimistic, as evidenced by being a lifetime Cleveland sports fan. To be fair the Cavs have done very well of late, but the Browns and the Indians are a life lesson in high hopes and heartbreak. This story is not about Cleveland teams and life's disappointments, it's about two nights broken down... Continue Reading →