Pawsome Friends
Most of the time these interactions are fleeting but every once in awhile I come across another furry friend that matches my energy and I want to get to know better. Fortunately, my humans are pretty good at talking to other people and keep themselves occupied.
Missing the Porch Light: The Hidden Challenge of Full-Time RV Life
This adventure is such a blessing. What I didn’t fully expect, though, was the quiet grief that comes with leaving “home” behind. I admit- I miss the porch light.
One Year After Someday
Somewhere between the Jamestown Ferry in Virginia and the Lewis and Clark National Park on the west coast we honed our appreciation of the smaller moments that add up to a calendar year. We have learned that sometimes the perspective has to be adjusted for the eyes to behold.
Move Day Magic (and Mayhem): Life on the Road in an RV
After completing the tear-down process, with rubber gloves disposed and a stinky slinky stowed, I de-crouched out from under the bedroom slide and massaged my lower back. I silently ruminated, “I don’t recall seeing this particular online post properly articulating the dream of hitting the open road.” Not the start of move day that I was hoping for.
Trading Wheels for Walls: A Holiday Weekend with Friends
After almost a year of living full-time on the road, it felt both strange and luxurious to step into a sticks and bricks house again. Suddenly, we had room to spread out, hot showers that didn’t come with a mental calculation of tank levels, and a fenced in backyard for Kaia to run off leash.
Tight Squeeze
With one more tight squeeze and parking experience to add to the road rash we’re another step removed from rookie status and working toward seasoned veteran.
Sensory Overload
So how in the world did I find myself standing at the base of St. Helens thinking…meh, that’s nice.
Small RV, Big Drama: My war with a winged demon
I killed it. And I meant to do it. I told myself I was protecting the dog but who are we kidding. This flying demon from H-E-double hockey sticks was five feet, I mean inches long with a hornet’s body and a three-inch tail.
Purls of Wisdom
Peals of laughter, screeches of joy, biker gangs (the type with playing cards clothes-pinned to their spokes) roaming enthusiastically … the campground was abuzz with activity. It was actually refreshing as, so far in our journey, most campgrounds have been relatively quiet. All was well until the little outlaws decided to invade our site. Kaia was not impressed, and neither was I.
Together the Whole Way
The hike started off easy on a packed gravel trail. I was second-guessing myself for bringing walking poles and boots as overkill until the gentle slope gave way to a few snappy climbs and more tree roots and rocky obstacles. About a mile into the hike, surrounded by beautiful landscape, my heart rate was higher than I would have liked.