Beverly Beach State Park, Oregon. Easily one of the coolest places I’ve ever camped in near the beach. At least, in Oregon. The little group at our site included myself with my tiny trailer and my friend, Tricia, with her
Li’l Homey got new shoes this week. The ones she had were in perfect shape, with probably less than 2000 miles on them, but they were car tires with a very low profile and I kept dragging the tongue jack
Every few years, I buy a new pot and a new bag of potting mix, and I spend an afternoon re-potting a Boston fern that I've been moving all over the West Coast with me for almost forty years. Yesterday
Note: I posted this article last year as Dinah Dog and I were getting ready to head out on the road with Li'l Homey. Even though we live in our trailer all year 'round, a lot of people are just
The Chinese Year of the Water Dragon comes around once every 60 years and I was born smack dab in the middle of the last one. I hope you enjoy this pictorial look back on the past twelve months of
Ah, yes, I said to myself. I need to go camping. As in, I need to go real life camping in a real life campground. Not as in “I need to go pitch a tent somewhere.” As in, I need
Traveling low to the ground doesn’t just mean that my little ten-footer is merely inches from the asphalt. It also means that I travel the back roads and over-night in the rest stops. And I eat dry cereal. I’ve never