A crisp wind blows in from the northwest, and the few deciduous trees around my camper slowly lose their still-green leaves. As Tango and I walk, my boots make a crunching sound. Already, snow falls in Yellowstone, Rocky Mountain National Park, Glacier National Park, and other northern-tier mountains. Bears move about rapidly, searching for 25,000…
Washington State is famous for its apples. The state produces 2.5 million tons, which is 6 out of every 10 apples grown in the US. From bestapples.com: “For generations, families in the United States and from around the globe have been able to point to the State of Washington as being THE source for the…
I did not fall off the face of the earth….wait, yes I did. I enjoyed early fall in the Inland Northwest, away from phone, Internet, and political news. I saw an entire river valley in the Idaho Panhandle take on a golden hue this past week. I heard a male elk bugle daily for the…
Missoula has become an official pit stop when I travel to the Montana and points further west. For the second time, I had an advance appointment with the RV dealer for small repairs. Bluemoon was dusty and dirty from sitting on the Livingston flatlands for the summer, and the dealer recommended a local do-it-yourself car…
Good news! My camper was in great shape when I finally got back to Livingston, MT. It has a spot of water damage near the kitchen sink. I left that window open just a crack, but it was enough to let some water squeeze through. I am waiting for the RV dealership in Missoula to…
I crossed into Montana today on I -25. Again, so many memories, especially in the Big Horn Mountains. Unlike my trip through here in May of this year on my way to Ohio, the terrain is the color of oat straw. A few irrigated crops remain unharvested but everything else is down. I had hoped…
I have spent the last week in the cool, crisp, and charming Central Colorado Mountains. My friends live at 8000 feet but are surrounded by a string of 14,000 ft mountains. Daytime temps were in the 70s and nighttime temps in the 40s. Perfection. The best part of the layover – staying with wonderful friends. They…
Soon I will be on the road, full of the traveler’s sense of adventure and freedom. The adventure sometimes includes just heading in a certain direction and traveling back roads, confident I will end up where I want to be. I might detour north or south to see a historic site advertised on a road sign.…
Location: Lower Gray Canyon, BLM Recreation Area (Green River, UT) I believe that I left everyone curious about where I would end up for the next few days. I did not go far because I read about a wonderful Bureau of Land Management (BLM) area about 10 miles north of Green River, up…
Day Three: I wake up early in my Rio Grande hideaway. My wanderlust pushes me to get going, so I forgo breakfast in anticipation of a smothered breakfast burrito in Taos. I continue on the narrow riverfront road rather than retrace my tracks back to the main highway so that I can inspect the other…