Two dogs, two people, one RV. What could go wrong?
We were in Moab for the week. Moab’s population is about 5,000 resident souls and 40,000 tourists. Just about everyone you don't see working a job is likely from somewhere else. We went to dinner at the Spoke restaurant for a second time. We typically eat at the bar—it’s way more social. We took our... Continue Reading →
Interstate highways are fine if you're in a hurry. Otherwise, they are boring and filled with truckers with bad attitudes. We were in a traffic Jam on the Mass Thruway near Boston, where mean aggressive drivers are legendary. We overheard this exchange on our CB Radio: "What's the holdup on southbound?" "Same old shit, nothing... Continue Reading →
Perhaps you remember the old TV show "Wagon Train." As a kid, I loved that show. At the end of every show the wagon-master would bark orders to line up all the Conestoga wagons, the drivers would yell back, and then he would yell "wagons, hooooooo!" The horses strained against their harnesses, the dust would... Continue Reading →
I can't imagine camping here at this time of year in a tent, and I say that as a former tent camper. I recall when I was in college several friends went to Florida in July to tent camp, and I swear one of them came back with malaria. Florida summer weather is wild and... Continue Reading →
RedDog on Wheels 