Best of 2023
I love putting these compilation posts together! Each year I’m amazed by how many places we lived in just that one year and how freaking far we traveled. This... Read more.
Santa Had a Sleigh Wreck
I was riding my bike back from the mailroom here at the RV park in Brownsville, with a couple of Christmas packages strapped to my basket (and by “strapped”... Read more.
The Sitch at the Resort
“Winter Texans” is what people call themselves—people who come down here from the Midwest, mostly (some Canadians), and stay at their RV place for three months,... Read more.
For Itinerants, We Sure Settle Down Well
I’d forgotten that a friendly Canadian gave me her tiki bar sign right off her campsite post in Alberta a couple of summers ago. Here, in the Tip o’ Texas, we’ve... Read more.
Spur-of-the-moment Upgrade
So, we’re an hour away from Brownsville, and while Tracy’s driving, I do a little research, make a couple of calls, and, presto, we change where we’re staying... Read more.
Things to Look Forward to in Brownsville
Today is our last day on the road for the winter, so I’m thinking positively about Brownsville, at the Tip o’ Texas. It’s where we spent last winter, and Tracy... Read more.
Mom’s Sea of Words
This entry is part of my personal series on grief, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. It’s been a long while since I wrote in this series,... Read more.
Overactive Stranger-Reader Alert
I’ve never sought out readers here; I even clicked a box to keep this website from popping up when anyone googles it. You know that I started writing it only as... Read more.
Things That Move Along the Shore
The land here on Padre Island National Seashore is like one long, flat sand dune. We watch northern harriers fly beside the shoreline hunting for rodents and we... Read more.
Some Who Wander Are Lost Part 3: Insomnia
This is a personal series about how I’m particularly unsuited to travel (but do it anyway). Part 1 is about being lost in all manner of ways and part 2 is about... Read more.
Happy Funhouse of Light Thanksgiving
I was about to say that I should post on Thanksgiving if only to commemorate where we are, since I love looking back at anniversaries. There was our first Thanksgiving... Read more.
1 Beach, 2 Beach, 3 Beach, Parking Lot
Goal: Spend November working our way down to the Tip o’ Texas via the Gulf Coast, camping right on the beach wherever we can. Reality: Spend November sitting in... Read more.
Not Feeling Insta-worthy in Galveston
I gotta admit, my life on the road right now is not what it looks like on my Instagram feed. Shocking, I know. For example, I considered calling this post, “My... Read more.
Beach Camping Is the Best Camping
This! This is why I live in a trailer. We’re back on the beach near Galveston, Texas, exactly where we spent a week last year, because it is just the perfect spot... Read more.
Some Who Wander Are Lost Part 2: The Hitch
This entry is part 2 in a new personal series about my life on the road; part 1 is here. Ta da! Above is the decided title for this blog series, and, heck with the... Read more.
Attitude Adjustment on the Old Trace
I apologize for my grumpiness back at Muscle Shoals. Seems like everywhere I go lately all I see is misery that privileged white people (me) have inflicted. I needed... Read more.
Muscle Shoals, Alabama
We’re going to so many places so quickly that feeling like I need to report on those places is a drag right now. I don’t want to skip anything, though! I’ll... Read more.
How I’m Particularly Unsuited to RV Life (And Why I Choose It Anyway)
Announcement! I’m starting a new blog series with this entry. It began not as a series but as just one post about what it’s like to manage your mental health... Read more.
Natchez Trace, aka Scary Acorn Trail
Last year when we left TCPC to head to Texas for the winter, we stopped in Nashville and Memphis, which I’d actually like to do again, Memphis because I learned... Read more.
Nature Bathing, Social Bathing, Water Bathing at TCPC
There is just no way we would have headed south from Ohio this year without making a repeat stop at the Cumberland Valley Plateau Campground in central Tennessee... Read more.
Back to the Mothership, Again
We are once more in Ohio at the Airstream factory and service center for repairs. Yep. We’re here for the fourth or fifth time, not because we keep breaking things... Read more.
Come Along for a Fall Foliage Hike
I’m going walking around Sessions Lake, a reservoir in central Michigan. Want to come? It’s four miles long and winds through the woods and along the shore.... Read more.
Earthquake Tiny House
This Tiny House is the loveliest kit I’ve tried, and it’s the most screwed-up job I’ve done. I call it the “Earthquake House” because it looks like an... Read more.
Traditions in Madison
We’ve enjoyed the pleasures of friends here in Madison in so many ways over the last three years. But, I almost boiled this post down by calling it, “Like Kramer... Read more.
Coming Down from Alaska
I’m a real sap when it comes to that Kris Kristofferson song, “Sunday Morning Coming Down.” The chorus goes: On the Sunday morning sidewalk Wishing, Lord,... Read more.
Catching Up through Iowa
Even Banjo is impressed with how the Airstream looks now that we’ve washed it! Since Alaska, I’d despaired it would never come clean, but our favorite campground... Read more.
Camping on the Wall
“The Wall” is what campers call a dirt/gravel stretch of road near Badlands National Park in South Dakota, officially in Buffalo Gap National Grassland. The... Read more.
Home, Home on the Range
I’m backtracking a bit, because the prairies of Western Alberta and the grasslands of Montana and Wyoming, and even those of the western edge of South Dakota,... Read more.
Three Surveyors and Another Guy
That’s what surveyors call Mt. Rushmore, since Roosevelt was not a surveyor. Surveyors are extremely proud of the foundational role surveying has played in our... Read more.
Alberta into Montana: Seamless Prairies and Big Sky
Western Alberta is astoundingly beautiful. Gently rolling grassland—as far as you can see—for hours of driving. I’m sure we saw lots of cattle and horses,... Read more.
