Nomading the Lower-48 Final Thoughts Five-thousand, eight hundred miles later, seven states, countless cities, towns, beaches, and days and days of the countryside, not to mention many old friendships rekindled, and it’s all over. This winter, the ‘Nomading the Lower-48’ Adventure is now a memory. We’re recovering from our travels
Coast to Coast The gale-force winds were kicken’, the temps dropped to 30 degrees. Our weather-beaten RV tossed and turned through another restless night. But, we made it to the coast, and the dramatic weather change just seemed ‘par for the course’ of our far reaching adventure to the Lower-48.
Big lights, family, and neighborhood friends Again, I’m delinquent in my blogging efforts! It seems that exploring and having fun is a full-time job and writing about it afterward is an intrusion…. But not really, I’m just lazy! (Big lights, family, and neighborhood friends) This blog edition takes us away
Further Inland We’ve moved inland….and the rain is following us. We’re cursed! Or, we just picked an unseasonable period to travel the Pacific Northwest. I guess after 5 months of drought and fire, the region is due for some moisture. That’s becoming more evident the further south we drive. (Further
Sun, Sand and Warmth Yesterday we hit the Trifecta: Sun, Sand, and Warmth….it took a week of nomading, but we found it. After leaving Cannon Beach (see VLOG), we decided to spend an austere two nights at a beachfront campground frolicking along a secluded beach and commune with nature. Bad