When I called to make reservations at the New River Campground the owner told me we were lucky to get a site on Bridge Day weekend. I feigned understanding and agreed that I was indeed lucky. When I was done with the call I promptly Googled "Bridge Day." It takes place on the third Saturday... Continue Reading →
Zip, Zam, Zowie!
I am afraid of heights. Not paranoid, just fearful. Over the years I've been on top of 20 foot ladders, cliffs and other scary places and done OK. I've even parasailed. Then again, I've gotten the yips just standing on the edge of a diving board or looking down a stairwell. Then Ben said "let's... Continue Reading →
Durango
When we planned our trip, Ben told me that we absolutely had to ride the narrow gauge rail from Durango to Silverton. I'm not totally clueless, I know that narrow gauge rail refers to a train but all my historic train rides in Ohio had been on single track laid on mostly flat ground. The... Continue Reading →
Passing Markers
I've always been interested in graveyards. I love funeral art and reading the epitaphs that are found in older cemeteries. I never really cared for more modern cemeteries; they seem to have more rules than a condo association when it comes to what is and is not allowed. In my opinion, the worst are the... Continue Reading →
Two Citadels
We spent a week in the Charleston area. We stayed at a lovely county park with a campground located between Folly Beach and Charleston. It had hiking and biking trails, a dog park, RV and primitive campgrounds, a boating lake and water park. If we weren't tooling around the park, we were at nearby Folly... Continue Reading →
Uh, huh, huh!
We turned east a couple days ago on I-40. We have a stop to make before we go home, which I will write about later. Route 40 just happens to take you through Memphis and in my opinion, when passing through Memphis one should consider a stop at Graceland. When I learned that Ben had... Continue Reading →
Air Borne Over Asphalt
Hot air balloons. They are unique, ubiquitous, cliched and inspiring. Images of them grace coffee cups, posters, boxes for cameras and printer cartridges, among other things. Last year Ben asked if I would be interested in going to a motor home rally at the Albuquerque Balloon Festival. I said what I always say when I'm... Continue Reading →
Saving Handbag Sister (Hiking the Narrows)
When we came to Zion, we were told that one of the must do hikes is the Narrows. Everyone, just everyone says to to do the Narrows if you do no other hike. So we did. The Narrows is a trail that follows the Virgin River, which is responsible for the formation of the Zion... Continue Reading →
Bucked Up In Beckley
We've spent the past two days in Beckley West Virginia, camped out at the Tamarack exit. For those of you who don't know what that is, check my earlier post. Our destination was to be Savannah, but the real impetus for this trip was to drive a good distance, do some serious hills and as... Continue Reading →
Druids, Drunks, Pirates and Summer’s End
After spending extended time in the relative solitude of Canada's national parks, we turned south to Ohio. For the heck of it, we decided to spend a few days in Maine to visit Acadia National Park, and eat lobster. There is lobster to be had in Canada of course, but in the Maritimes they eat... Continue Reading →