Today, finally, was Chores Day...
Long, long overdue
Tag: Black water
Shaken, not stirring
In 727 miles we went from the relative peace and easy pace of the uncrowded Ozarks to urban sprawl, bone-rattling roads and the manic tempo of a place we've lived for the better part of two decades...
A photo’s worth
Those mountains are home to the headwaters of Crooked Creek. But that's not all...
Tuesday ramble
One of the best things about The South also happens to be one of the best things about our journey...
Campgrounds: Our recommendations
I apologize that it's taken me a couple of months to pull this together, but I'm ready to share...
Us again
Our guests are headed home to Ohio. For the first time in ten days, Deb and I are left to ourselves...
Going the distance
After we settled yesterday afternoon I couldn't help but wonder how far we'd traveled over the last 73 days...
‘Safe travels’
Since we often linger where we land, 'most every day we see people come and go. It's the daily cycle of campground life I've talked about before, the transient and nomadic nature of the RVing world....
By the numbers
By nature, I'm a word guy who finds numbers fascinating. I don't know if it's interest or curiosity or some kind of latent neurosis, but...
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...