Goodbye, Bijou.
What a busy time this has been for us! We arrived in Paris on March 1st after leaving Ecuador, retrieved Bijou from her storage at the farm, and parked up at Les Rives de Paris Camping on the outskirts of …
What a busy time this has been for us! We arrived in Paris on March 1st after leaving Ecuador, retrieved Bijou from her storage at the farm, and parked up at Les Rives de Paris Camping on the outskirts of …
Happy New Year, everyone! I hope 2022 is going well for you so far. Steven and I welcomed the new year at the ranch with my Dad and friends Bill and Kelly. My Mom was at the house in Abilene …
I love to map our travels on Travellerspoint.com. It always makes our yearlong travels look so sweeping and epic with it’s loopty-loop lines. 2018, however, was to be the year of the big Slow Down. We had picked seven or …
Hi everyone, Steven here. The title of this blog post refers to one of my favorite songs of all time by Frank Sinatra whereby he documents all the significant moments of a single life. Most of us have memorable experiences …
Nothing irks me more than starting off the New Year with a catch-up post from last year. I just can’t seem to stay current. I’m not sure if I’ve ever made any kind of commitment to do so, but this …
It’s hard to believe that we left Live Oak Ranch only four weeks ago. We have seen so many people and places, mostly through serendipity, that it feels as though our 2017 travels have been underway for much longer. In …
You may recall a post we made last February where we laid out our plans for 2016. At that time we were still months away from the start of our Alaska trip. In that post I wrote about how RVers …
Over the past six weeks we have slowly made our way up the California coast into Oregon where we are happily parked at the Salmon Harbor Marina in Winchester Bay. We are boondocking again, which we haven’t done since we …
Scoopy proudly displays her Seahawks flags at Borrego Springs I promised myself that I would write a “Happy New Year!” blog post before the end of January and of course, I waited until the bitter end. So that giant squeaking …
The day we left Eugene for eastern Oregon, the skies were filled with smoke from multiple raging fires and the temperatures were soaring. We had been moseying around familiar territory for so long, neither of us remembered to check the …