Two Lane Gems, Vol. 2: Day 23 – Spokane
The day before had been a much-needed respite. We didn’t sightsee; we didn’t hike. We napped. Napping is glorious. Napping on a cushioned swing at the shores of a lake …
The day before had been a much-needed respite. We didn’t sightsee; we didn’t hike. We napped. Napping is glorious. Napping on a cushioned swing at the shores of a lake …
One of my dreams is to own a cabin on the side of a mountain by a lake. Alternatively, I suppose I could marry a man whose family owns a …
With a few exceptions, we hadn’t been tied to the clock on this trip. But this day, we were seeing someone special who was expecting us at a certain time. …
Never ever ever ever EVER camp by railroad tracks. EVER. I know this. Any camper – any non-camper – knows this, but when you’re driving along the Columbia River and …
“Ugh.” “Foot?” “Growler.” We were now communicating with grunts and one-syllable words. In case you don’t speak Jim and Theresa, my foot had been cramping a little, so Jim thought …
Fog shrouded the lake. It was quiet. I felt like a thrashing giant as I walked up the hill to the bathrooms. The walk back down wasn’t quite as loud, …
We pitched our tent in their yard, so of course I was up before dawn. My cold was now officially gone. I said good morning to the horsies and watched …
From camping near Mount Rushmore to one of the most recognizable landmarks in the USA, here’s our Black Hills to Devils Tower road trip. A fine yellow dust covered everything …
We left the next morning after a meal of strawberries and cream, hardboiled eggs, and homemade raspberry muffins. Before breakfast, we didn’t know where we’d be that day, except for …
Is there anything as supremely peaceful as sitting in a camp chair by a wild and scenic river, sipping a cup of coffee while birds sing and skip from branch …
When we’re camping, my body has a very keen awareness of the sunrise. Like clockwork, when it’s still dark but the sky starts to lighten in the distance, it decides …