Tag: Arizona
March 17 – 24, 2019. I know I have probably written more than once about making friends on the road – but meeting people when we travel is kind of an event and we just made some new friends so…
November 2018. Hola Todos! We are currently in Sinaloa Mexico just north of Mazatlan. Today we bring you another installment of Nomading by the Numbers where we count up all the interesting, curious or sometimes mundane things we did the…
October 31 – November 28, 2018. In Tucson, we got into a bit of a routine. Up in the morning, turn on the propane heater if needed, fold up all the blankets and sheets, turn the bed back into a…
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,…
This post is a Fuhgoddaboudit Friday — which means the events in this post happened so long ago we almost forgot about it. But luckily we haven’t completely fuhgoddaboudit and have been able to reach back deep into the recesses…
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…
January 28 – February 4, 2018. Journey to Tucson, Third and Final Leg. We were tired from traveling, it was cold, and getting colder as the sun set, but we waited patiently, sitting outside, our gazed fixed on the southwest…
February 13 – 15, 2017. We had already been up a long stretch of muddy road when we saw the yellow ‘Bump Ahead’ sign. It looked just like one you see on an interstate, except that the words ‘next 23…
February 9 – 12, 2017. We had Tombstone in our sights. Gunslingers, lawmen, and gamblers, the swinging doors of gritty saloons, marked cards, the smell of stale whisky, colorful dance hall girls, covered wagons on dusty streets, the Earps, Doc…
February 5 – February 8, 2017. For me going down is far scarier than going up. This is especially true when hiking up a steep rock face, but also when I am securely strapped into a tall rolling metal box,…
