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“Oh, it’s delightful to have ambitions. I’m so glad I have such a lot. And there never seems to be any end to them– that’s the best of it. Just as soon as you attain to one ambition you see another one glittering higher up still. It does make life so interesting.”― L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
From the United States to Canada, we made our way around the Bay of Fundy, where you can witness a daily tidal range up to 55 feet, the largest in the world.Continue reading “Bay of Fundy”
Acadia National Park, located on Mount Desert Island in Maine, rises out of the Atlantic Ocean to a summit elevation of 1,530 ft. Inland trails bring you to mountain summits with ocean views; Coastal trails have you navigating rocky shorelines of black, gray and pink granite, the wind fragrant with fish, salt and pine.Continue reading “Acadia National Park”
You know you’re nuts when sleeping in your trailer, which gets new scenery every few days, starts feeling ordinary. After months on the road, we had a craving to bring out the tent and spend a night on the ground.Continue reading “New Hampshire Backpacking Disaster”
We knew we would love Vermont.
It has maple syrup, tons of craft breweries, very few Walmart’s and ZERO billboards. Vermont is one of 4 states that bans their use. No one trying to sell their business with gigantic pictures of greasy meat or confounding slogans and no lawyers to distract you into crashing your car so you can use their services. Instead there are acres upon acres of trees and grass land, farmhouses, and a plethora of local businesses. You immediately recognize it as “normal”, what normal should be anyway.
Vermont is one of 4 states that bans their use. No one trying to sell their business with gigantic pictures of greasy meat or confounding slogans and no lawyers to distract you into crashing your car so you can use their services. Instead there are acres upon acres of trees and grass land, farmhouses, and a plethora of local businesses. You immediately recognize it as “normal”, what normal should be anyway.Continue reading “Vermont: the Green Dream”
The Blue Ridge Parkway runs for 469 miles.
Its northern extent begins in Shenandoah National Park in Virginia and ends at Great Smoky Mountain National Park in North Carolina. However you choose to approach the trip, the drive alone is worth the visit, full of dynamic scenic overlooks and without the distraction of bill boards and major towns.Continue reading “Blue Ridge Parkway”
We had a sweet 24-hours in Savannah, Georgia.
We parked it at the Savannah, Georgia visitor center, a fantastic find as it is only $8 per night to park your trailer downtown. With limited time, we were quickly turned onto the 10,000 steps self-guided tour through town (a map is provided in the Visitor Center). We began in the morning and found our way around the city, stopping at several of the block parks which are punctuated by manicured gardens, fountains and monuments.Continue reading “A Sweet Stop in Savannah, Georgia”
We spent an entire month in Florida but not on purpose.
We were trapped by the delusions that set in with too much sun. You begin to fear leaving for if you do the next place might rain, or be cold or run out of rum.Continue reading “Florida the Sunshine State”
We recently traveled a portion of Route 61, famously known as The Blues Highway.
Along this route, from New Orleans to Memphis , blues, jazz, soul, and gospel has poured and spread out like rain over the flat Mississippi Delta. After the Civil War and up through the Civil Rights Movement, social temperatures were hot, new voices emerged and were heard for the first time through music, lyrics and rhythm.Continue reading “Route 61 Blues Highway”
We took a boat trip into the Atchafalaya National Wildlife Refuge near Lafayette, Louisiana and it didn’t quite work out as we hoped. Life!
After New Orleans we wanted to head out into the wild to see alligators, birds and water bogged Cyprus trees. We found a reputable guide, who was lovely to spend a few hours with and took off into the swamp. Unfortunately, we chose to venture out on the weekend of a big bass tournament. So imagine rush hour on water. This really did the trick to scare off all wildlife in the area. In other words, here are some beautiful pictures of Cyprus trees. Better luck next time.Continue reading “Lafayette Bayou Run”
New Orleans was the first place I called home outside of Denver.
It was my first experience in the art of adapting. My prerequisite for personal space had to diminish in order to survive in a city that is so open, free and outgoing. It is not just the town of Bourbon Street and bachelor parties, it is a city that has survived crippling storms and kept its lifeblood of music, art and culture flowing. It is boisterous and fearless, and it is hard working because there is work to be done.Continue reading “Mardi Gras Homecoming”
It had been thousands of miles, a dozen towns and 2 oceans since our last bath.
Living on the road means showers only, and often it’s just the stream of water from our kettle. This means a chance at full immersion is worth a stop and a write-up.Continue reading “Hot Springs, Arkansas, A Quick Dip”