She was doing so well. The dog who refuses to budge from her driveway, who plops down at every intersection, who hasn’t met a patch of grass she wouldn’t sniff, ambled happily on the trails around our site at the Saddlehorn Campground at the Colorado National Monument. Maisie danced down dirt paths, her paws coveredContinue reading “Trail Napping”
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Of Birthdays and Bison
It seemed, initially, that the highlight of Maisie’s first full day in Denver — son #1’s 28th birthday — would be the unimpeded access to Luke’s comfy couch. But then we walked her around nearby Sloan Lake and she thrilled at the infinite supply of goose poop. That delight, however, was dwarfed by our afternoonContinue reading “Of Birthdays and Bison”
Hotel Redemption, Cultural Failure
What’s not to like about Nebraska? The drivers for one. The speed (75 mph). The weaving. The blocking (that’s you Ms. Ponytail in the SUV with the YOLO sticker). Bostonians are meek in comparison. Off the road, however, people are congenial, the terrain more rolling than Iowa, a state so flat you can see fromContinue reading “Hotel Redemption, Cultural Failure”
Hotel-Stay COVID Style
And we thought that the highlight of yesterday’s 438-mile drive would be the RV Hall o Fame in Elkhart, Indiana. In truth, it might have been if we had arrived more than 6-minutes before closing and didn’t sprint from the first rolling home – a covered wagon – to a 41-foot Winnebago complete with sofa.Continue reading “Hotel-Stay COVID Style”
Reduce, Reduce, Reduce
Adventure-ready?
Leaving the familiar is tough. Where will she perch in her new rolling home?
Driving Miss Maisie 