We Haven’t Even Gotten to Alaska Yet
I wasn’t going to post yet again today, but good grief I can’t believe this place. Just on the Roadside This morning, we drove for less than two hours north... Read more.
Flower Springs Lake
Lotsa photos! I’ve been stymied by broken eye glasses, a lost camera lens cap, and so many bear sightings that we have to keep Banjo close, but I’ve still managed... Read more.
Inching Our Way Up the Alaska Highway
We’ve been enjoying our trip north from Edmonton so much that our progress to Alaska has been sloooow. Doug and Melanie are ahead of us such that we missed our... Read more.
Strong and Free
That’s the motto of Alberta, and it suits the people we’ve met there. First, let me tell you the story of an unusual friendship. Of all things, an online message... Read more.
Back-country Hiking at Writing-on-Stone
I ended my previous post thinking the spirits in this sacred place were telling me to slow down. Well, perhaps I misunderstood that message, because the hike I went... Read more.
Writing-on-Stone Overwhelm
I often feel like spirituality is something other people experience. I’ve never felt connected to a greater being, and I wonder if my feelings about the land and... Read more.
Sisterly Times
This entry is part of a deeply personal series, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. I’ve told some harrowing stories here about experiences... Read more.
Leaving the Bath at Sleeping Buffalo
I feel silly posting again from Nelson Reservoir in northern Montana, because we were there for only a few days and we’re headed into Canada where I’ll have... Read more.
Nature Bathing at Sleeping Buffalo
We’re in northern Montana, having driven the Hi-Line (US Highway 2) west from Ironwood, Wisconsin, through Minnesota and North Dakota, until we hit this water... Read more.
Tilted Bookcase Tiny Coffee Shop
There’s a new tiny house kit style out that’s in the shape of a book; you build the street scene inside the book with it open, and then you close it and put... Read more.
Surprising City Parks
In anticipation of me learning how to use my new camera and of our upcoming trip to Alaska, I’ve changed the layout of the blog to span the full screen so that... Read more.
Long Travel Days to Bois Brule
We have been booking it lately, and, inexplicably, I feel like we’ve finally arrived. Maybe because this campsite feels like a destination we’d choose, a real... Read more.
Can’t Believe I Cussed at My Son
I had just set up the board game, Sequence, and was explaining to Finn how to play. As I was pointing out that the order of the cards on the board seems kind of... Read more.
The $1k Shower Door
I remember clearly the travel day last fall when we stopped at a strip mall so I could get more Tiny House glue at a Michael’s. We ate lunch in the trailer while... Read more.
Gearing Up (and Down) for Alaska
We’ve got two weeks before we cross into Canada and start our journey north, which means that our stops these days are all about last-minute Alaska provisions.... Read more.
Warm Friends in Cold Places
We’d just pulled into a casino parking lot in Altoona, Iowa, and were setting up inside when a security guard knocked on the trailer door. We brace for trouble:... Read more.
Mom in Decline, with Kindness
This entry is part of a deeply personal series, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. There’s so much I don’t want to remember about the... Read more.
Update on that Wind and Water Business
This is the screenshot I sent Melanie and Doug last night while Tracy and I were driving east through the top of Missouri. I thought we were headed to that red star... Read more.
Misadventures with Wind and Water
Well, the water was a mishap; the wind was a near disaster. Flying Kayaks We were driving away from a big storm in Oklahoma and Kansas, into an area with less risk... Read more.
Diagonal Bed Tiny House
There are a few delectable aspects to this Tiny House that make me glad I worked on it, but so many other parts were such a pain that I’m also glad I simply got... Read more.
On One Block of Tulsa
I’m so grateful that someone I’ve never met named Jennifer was reading this blog and suggested we stop in her town; otherwise we would have driven past this... Read more.
I Got the Bigger Half
That’s what my friend, Karen, and I used to say when we were little to my mom as she fixed us lunch. “I want the bigger half!” My mom tried to explain that... Read more.
That Time with the Tacos
This entry is part of my personal series on grief, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. There are a couple of weeks in my past with Kim and... Read more.
Emergency Helicopter to Martinique
This entry is part of my personal series on grief, called Wish You Were There, that’s unrelated to travel. When I try to write about my sister, Kim, and her daughter,... Read more.
Hello, North Texas
Just a quick post here, as our first day near Dallas/Ft. Worth is full of errands so I should get going. Hico That top image is from the small town of Hico, where... Read more.
Highs, Lows, and Weird in ATX
There is so much about Austin, Texas, that maybe once was weird but now is American cliche. Young people with long, groomed beards and handlebar mustaches. Statement... Read more.
Austin = D.C. with Cowboy Hats
I joked last night to Tracy that Austin, Texas, seems just like Washington, D.C. but with different hats. He looked around, at the hordes of sweaty soccer players... Read more.
What 10 Million Bats Looks Like
They don’t look like anything I can describe, is what they look like. There is no way to capture in a photograph, or even a video, the enormity and beauty of this... Read more.
Hiking Texas’ Hill Country
My Texan friend, Karen, told me that this central region (the Edwards Plateau) is lovely, and right she is; it’s unlike any part of Texas we’ve seen. Not to... Read more.
I’ll Meet You at the Gator, But First I Gotta Get Around This Turkey
I texted that to Tracy yesterday afternoon while we were both hiking here at Choke Canyon State Park in south Texas. He was up ahead, and he’d found an alligator... Read more.
