Heading south after spending the night in Wolf Creek, Oregon, I stopped in Medford for an In-N-Out cheeseburger. If you grew up in Southern California back in the 50s and 60s like I did, you probably already know that In-N-Out
Leaving the Pacific Northwest is always a little bittersweet for me: as much as I love the Portland area with all its great places to eat, wonderful friends to hang out with, gorgeous places to walk and relax and camp,
Before I took that nasty fall in the campground a month ago, I planned on staying out here at Lake Mead for a few weeks, checking out the places I used to go and maybe finding some new ones. Now
I’ve been hearing about Craggy Wash for months. Literally months. Why I didn’t head up here earlier in the year, I can’t even begin to guess. Oh wait. Yes, I can. It was all about the shrimp tacos in Mexico.
If you’ve ever been to Quartzsite, Arizona, in any January, you would never recognize it today. The huge RV lots with hundreds of monster-sized high-dollar all-the-bells-and-whistles motor homes, trailers and fifth-wheels, are gone, empty asphalt slabs now in their place.
It’s been almost three months since I last posted anything I wrote. Oh yeah, there’s that Christmas message with the Christmas tree I designed on my iPhone, but I think that was just some attempt at convincing myself I was
This year for Thanksgiving, I headed down to Ehrenburg, Arizona, where the Thanksgiving Turkey Masterminds, otherwise known as Bob and Steve, coordinated, cooked, and cooked some more, for forty people. The day was perfect in every way possible: bright and