At long last

There's a rhythm to a journey, at least when it's going well. That's especially true of traveling with a companion...

Embracing the space

We slept with AC off and windows open last night, a refreshing change in more ways than one. We're living this American Life outdoors, for the most part, and the outdoors lately has been downright oppressive...

Deep in ‘America’s Breadbasket’

Deb and I have avoided planning days longer than 300 miles, especially after that blitz run we made from Arkansas to Texas in June...

Ideal

We're boondocking tonight, a one-and-done at a Harvest Hosts participant in west-central Missouri. We're on battery power right now, bolstered periodically by the generator and augmented by propane...

Old omen, new beginning

When I stepped outside with my coffee this morning, an omen greeted me -- a good-sized katydid was perched on the back of my camp chair...

Another day in this American Life

When the dogs and I walked out the door early this morning, the air wasn't exactly refreshing. It never really cooled off much last night, and humidity arrived well ahead of the dawn...

Chore thing

The ideal orientation of a motorhome on a campsite, I've heard, is with the windshield facing east. Ernie's pointed ENE here, which is pretty close...

Pulling it all together

The weather forecast for the end of our stay in northern Arkansas is far from appealing -- in the 90s every day...

One year

Today's header image doesn't depict Ernie or Mercy, and it wasn't snapped anywhere close to northern Arkansas...

Down all day & back up again

For most of my adult life I've been a "morning person"...