Month: April 2018
April 13 – April 14, 2018. Greg was jonesing to get to Utah. He had been talking about Utah since we were in Baja. “Yeah, all these beaches and stuff are nice, but what I really want to do is…
April 11, 2018. At Sequoia National Park’s visitor center we learned that snow was expected at the higher elevations. Tire chains would be required if we camped above 4,000 feet. So we reserved a site at Potwisha campground (1,700 feet),…
April 4 – April 10, 2018. When we got back to the US we had no plan, well except to do almost 4 weeks of laundry and to rush to Aldi and fill our cart with pretzels and cheddar cheese…
April 7, 2018. Sixteen-year-old Gordon took his saxophone and walked home from the dance at the cafeteria. It had been another big night for the band. The crowd especially enjoyed the Jive Bombers’ rendition of hit song “Don’t Fence Me…
This post is a Widdershins Wednesday — which means we are turning the hands of time backwards and catching up on our travels we didn’t get a chance to write about last year. In this post we are setting the…
This post is a Many Moons Ago Monday — which means the events that we are presenting here today are not current, they actually happened many moons ago. In this post we pick up after we left The Petrified Forest,…
March 28 – March 30, 2018. “Cebolla” said Duwan, holding up our fridge door, and pointing inside. “No. En Inglés”, said the guy with the machine gun. Duwan said, “Oh, Onion”. They moved around the van’s interior. He pointed at…
March 20 – March 27, 2018. We ducked through the diminutive doorway, what could almost be describe as a hole-in-the-wall, underneath the San Ignacio Mission and descended a few steps. A friendly guy greeted us. We fumbled a bit in…
