I dig the desert! Not literally, of course, with a pick or shovel. I dig it in the slang sense: I love it. It makes me happy from the inside out. My dad used the term “dig it” back in the day when he lived in NYC and was a writer. Sometimes he assumed the…
A friend asked me how to find a camping spot. Questions like, are they on private lands?, what does it cost?, etc? I was tickled by the request to share my lifetime of camping experience and wrote an extensive return email. It occurred to me later that I should make a blog post out of…
Flying Cloud and Half-Moon Ride Again! My camper Half-Moon has been in the garage all winter. The garage ceiling is so tall that I can fully set up the camper. This has made getting ready to roll much easier. Been rounding up all the gear: dishes, food, clothes, electronics, reading material, chair, bedding, campfire…
If the house passes bill HR5204, use of ANY public lands for recreation will no longer be free. This is an outrage, especially to those of us who have been planning an active retirement enjoying BLM and National Forest Service lands. I won’t repeat all the details because you can click here for the background…
A friend came by to look at my solar panel and the charge controller. We realized that I do not have cords to connect the two. More research online and I found what I needed at Amazon. All I need now is the wiring between the charge controller and battery. At this point I will be…
Last night was Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride compared to the plain vanilla day of travel though the heartland. Not long after crossing the Missouri River into Iowa, I see a “Camping” sign. I exit from I-80 and drive around a hilly, curvy road to the prettiest little county park. It looks like a city park,…