“Oh, do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man,? Do you know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane? Yes, I know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man, yes, I know the muffin man, who lives on Drury Lane. I met The Muffin Man at the Grand Coulee…
The rain may have stopped but last night the temps dipped to near freezing! I was warm and toasty all night so no problem there. Weather Underground predicts that the day and night temperatures will improve but things are still nippy. I put up the mansion tent yesterday since I needed to waterproof it and…
I overheard a lady at the restaurant say, “We should pray for the rain to stop now. We have had enough. This is unusual for us.” Indeed, I am in the northeast part of Washington, not yet near the rainy Cascades, and this relentless rain seems excessive – on and off for 5 days. Mostly…
This week was so different from week one. Perfect in its own way! The dominant themes: Grandbaby, rain. Best moments: Being with my grandbaby Silas and his super parents, Kerry and Meghan. He is such a sweet, serious little guy. Loved taking care of him while mom and dad worked and packed for a big trip…
My grandson Silas is napping so I have a minute to write. I can check on him using the video/audio monitor. It is ultra cool and even has night vision so he is visible in a darkened room. What a joy to be with him and his parents! They work so hard and are such good…
We started the long trip to Spokane as planned. Just north of Idaho Falls, at mile 1922 on the odometer, we drove into the Rocky Mountains for the first time on this trip. We have paralleled the mountains and driven over foothills, but this was our arrival in the mountains. As I knew we…
I have been on the road a week as I write this. Here is my look back at the highlights: Best stop Organ Pipe National Monument in southwestern AZ. I could have stayed longer but it was just too hot in the afternoon. I am thinking it is best to visit before April and after…
I barely slept last night in the Dixie National Forest. I had not put up the tent because it was cold and windy. I saw that rain was forthcoming as well. So, after dinner, I set up the car which means lowering the seat and putting up curtains. I was listening to an Audiobook into…
Choosing a dispersed campsite on the beach takes some thought. At Lone Rock (Lake Powell), several sandy roads lead to the beach and I do not want to be invisible to any cars driving in at night. Getting run over while sleeping in my tent would certainly add a wrinkle to this journey. Also important:…
I left Organ Pipe National Monument and took the Route 303 bypass system around Phoenix. I tried not to look east and get depressed again by urban sprawl, but a few times I sneaked a peek. I could barely see the Superstition Mountains from all the pollution. My effort to not look back reminded me…