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Red Road Diaries: The Book
The Summer has flown by up here in New Hampshire, but between my hiking, writing and general all around relaxing, I have managed to to publish the second (and final!) volume of The Red Road Diaries on Amazon.com. Volume One,
Red Road Diaries: The Book
The Summer has flown by up here in New Hampshire, but between my hiking, writing and general all around relaxing, I have managed to to publish the second (and final!) volume of The Red Road Diaries on Amazon.com. Volume One,
The End of the Road… New Beginnings, and a Lucky Shot, *Redux-Sorry
Look at this lucky shot I took of a surfer and a humpback. We are off the road and in Florida. It’s not that we haven’t been traveling, just a different kind, by plane, like my recent trip to Hawaii.
The End of the Road… New Beginnings, and a Lucky Shot, *Redux-Sorry
Look at this lucky shot I took of a surfer and a humpback. We are off the road and in Florida. It’s not that we haven’t been traveling, just a different kind, by plane, like my recent trip to Hawaii.
The End of the Road… New Beginnings, and a Lucky Shot
Look at this lucky shot I took of a surfer and a humpback. We are off the road and in Florida. It’s not that we haven’t been traveling, just a different kind, by plane, like my recent trip to Hawaii.
The End of the Road… New Beginnings, and a Lucky Shot
Look at this lucky shot I took of a surfer and a humpback. We are off the road and in Florida. It’s not that we haven’t been traveling, just a different kind, by plane, like my recent trip to Hawaii.
Starry Starry Night
Dark, clear New Hampshire nights are a favorite time to gaze to the heavens and get lost in the vastness of the universe. Even here in the White Mountains there is too much light pollution to really make the Milky
Starry Starry Night
Dark, clear New Hampshire nights are a favorite time to gaze to the heavens and get lost in the vastness of the universe. Even here in the White Mountains there is too much light pollution to really make the Milky
Going With the Flow
Where does the time go? The past year has gone by faster than this river. We have spent the Summer here in the White Mountain area of New Hampshire. We decided to take a rest from the Red Road and
Going With the Flow
Where does the time go? The past year has gone by faster than this river. We have spent the Summer here in the White Mountain area of New Hampshire. We decided to take a rest from the Red Road and
Wrapping it All Up…LA, San Diego and a Long Ride Home
I have been very lax in posting. When last you heard we were in Paso Robles, at the end of September, enjoying a little more vino. Here it is a month later, we are back in Florida, enjoying being in
Wrapping it All Up…LA, San Diego and a Long Ride Home
I have been very lax in posting. When last you heard we were in Paso Robles, at the end of September, enjoying a little more vino. Here it is a month later, we are back in Florida, enjoying being in
Back to the California Coast at Monterey
After several days in Yosemite, communing with nature, we looked forward to having basic services again, like water and power. This comes with a trade off though. As we head further south along the Pacific coast we are starting to
Back to the California Coast at Monterey
After several days in Yosemite, communing with nature, we looked forward to having basic services again, like water and power. This comes with a trade off though. As we head further south along the Pacific coast we are starting to
You Can Never See Too Many Rocks: Yosemite National Park
Hubby is fond of saying, when his ADD kicks in, that “if you’ve seen one rock, you’ve seen them all.” Granted I have dragged him to Yellowstone, Arches, and Canyon Lands Parks, as well as the Canadian Rockies…all resplendent with
You Can Never See Too Many Rocks: Yosemite National Park
Hubby is fond of saying, when his ADD kicks in, that “if you’ve seen one rock, you’ve seen them all.” Granted I have dragged him to Yellowstone, Arches, and Canyon Lands Parks, as well as the Canadian Rockies…all resplendent with
California: First Look at the Redwoods
Our fun Labor Day weekend over, it was time to hit the road again. We left sadly left Port Orford and continued south down highway 101, enjoying the beauty of the last 60 miles of the Oregon coast, particularly the Cape
California: First Look at the Redwoods
Our fun Labor Day weekend over, it was time to hit the road again. We left sadly left Port Orford and continued south down highway 101, enjoying the beauty of the last 60 miles of the Oregon coast, particularly the Cape
Labor Day in Port Orford, Oregon – a Gem of a Place
We moved down the coast from Florence, Oregon to Port Orford…a big 100 or so miles. We had reservations in a KOA. KOA’s are never my first choice of campgrounds to stay in, usually they are more expensive because you
Labor Day in Port Orford, Oregon – a Gem of a Place
We moved down the coast from Florence, Oregon to Port Orford…a big 100 or so miles. We had reservations in a KOA. KOA’s are never my first choice of campgrounds to stay in, usually they are more expensive because you
On the Lakes, then Back to the Coast – Oregon, Continued
After spending four days on Twin Lake and four days on Lava lake, both in the middle of nowhere in the Deschutes National Forest, I was ready for the coast, for civilization, for a TV show (even a lousy summer
On the Lakes, then Back to the Coast – Oregon, Continued
After spending four days on Twin Lake and four days on Lava lake, both in the middle of nowhere in the Deschutes National Forest, I was ready for the coast, for civilization, for a TV show (even a lousy summer
Twisted Sisters, Oregon- Continued
Leaving Hood River and the Columbia River Gorge we headed south towards the Cascades and the lakes to do some fishing. Our route toward Bend skirted the desert areas of Oregon. The varied terrain has been one of the most impressive
Twisted Sisters, Oregon- Continued
Leaving Hood River and the Columbia River Gorge we headed south towards the Cascades and the lakes to do some fishing. Our route toward Bend skirted the desert areas of Oregon. The varied terrain has been one of the most impressive
Final stop in Washington: Lakes, Logger Jamboree’s and Mt. Rainier
We are finishing up a week on Mayfield Lake in Washington, staying at Harmony Lakeside RV resort in Mossy Rock (love that name.) It has been a fine place to relax and enjoy the nice weather we have finally settled
Final stop in Washington: Lakes, Logger Jamboree’s and Mt. Rainier
We are finishing up a week on Mayfield Lake in Washington, staying at Harmony Lakeside RV resort in Mossy Rock (love that name.) It has been a fine place to relax and enjoy the nice weather we have finally settled
An Early Peek at the Oregon Coast
We have been looking forward to getting into Oregon, since so many friends have said the coast (as well as the rest of the state,) is special. We were at the southernmost end of Washington, and it was a perfect
An Early Peek at the Oregon Coast
We have been looking forward to getting into Oregon, since so many friends have said the coast (as well as the rest of the state,) is special. We were at the southernmost end of Washington, and it was a perfect
At the Beach…Long Beach Peninsula, Washington
We began our re-entry from Canada into the U.S. on Washington’s Olympic Peninsula. We decide to keep traveling south and see the whole coast rather than heading inland. We spent some time on the river in Hoquiam and visited
At the Beach…Long Beach Peninsula, Washington
We began our re-entry from Canada into the U.S. on Washington’s Olympic Peninsula. We decide to keep traveling south and see the whole coast rather than heading inland. We spent some time on the river in Hoquiam and visited
Put Them in Tree Museums…
Traveling across British Columbia, and now through Washington’s Olympic Peninsula, I’ve been thinking a lot about that old (1970?) Joni Mitchell song, Big Yellow Taxi. (You younger people can google it) The lines that keep popping into my mind: They took all
Put Them in Tree Museums…
Traveling across British Columbia, and now through Washington’s Olympic Peninsula, I’ve been thinking a lot about that old (1970?) Joni Mitchell song, Big Yellow Taxi. (You younger people can google it) The lines that keep popping into my mind: They took all
Vancouver Island, A perfect place to end a perfect visit
Six weeks of road travel and a 15-hour ferry ride down the Inner Passage have brought us to our final stop in Canada, Vancouver Island. We arrived in Port Hardy at 11 PM and the RV park we were heading for
Vancouver Island, A perfect place to end a perfect visit
Six weeks of road travel and a 15-hour ferry ride down the Inner Passage have brought us to our final stop in Canada, Vancouver Island. We arrived in Port Hardy at 11 PM and the RV park we were heading for
Cruising the Inner Passage
This was the last leg of our drive across northern British Columbia and the most scenic. We paralleled the Skeena River for the entire drive and were surrounded by more beautiful, snow capped mountains. It has been five weeks since we
Cruising the Inner Passage
This was the last leg of our drive across northern British Columbia and the most scenic. We paralleled the Skeena River for the entire drive and were surrounded by more beautiful, snow capped mountains. It has been five weeks since we
Canoeing Across British Columbia
Well, we didn’t really canoe across the Province. We drove with our canoe on top of the car behind the RV, but it was in water much of the time as we explored the many lakes of northern British Columbia
Canoeing Across British Columbia
Well, we didn’t really canoe across the Province. We drove with our canoe on top of the car behind the RV, but it was in water much of the time as we explored the many lakes of northern British Columbia
Are We Sick of the Canadian Rockies Yet?
It has been three weeks since we crossed the border into Canada from Montana. We have spent that time soaking up the scenery, sightseeing and fishing on all sides of the Canadian Rockies, in both Alberta and British Columbia. From
Are We Sick of the Canadian Rockies Yet?
It has been three weeks since we crossed the border into Canada from Montana. We have spent that time soaking up the scenery, sightseeing and fishing on all sides of the Canadian Rockies, in both Alberta and British Columbia. From
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