I’m embarrassed. Years of training and practice have taught me to question “facts,” look at the other side, and probe beneath the surface to find the truth. In this age of instant communication, the truth often becomes obfuscated or is…
West Palm Beach Bums
The time came to saddle up and head north up US1 back to the mainland. We decided to stop in the West Palm Beach area for a few days and were pleasantly surprised when we rolled into John Prince Park.…
Low-Key Lifestyle
Welcome to Sugarloaf Key, situated in the lower Florida Keys at Latitude 24.6246° N, the furthest south we will venture in the motorhome on this grand tour. We island hopped down US1, crossed the 7-mile bridge, and rolled into the Sugarloaf KOA…
The Tamiami Trail
About 475 miles south of the Big Chicken, U.S. Highway 41 begins its trek from Tampa to Miami. Known as the Tamiami Trail, the road completes its north/south journey in Naples and cuts due east across the Everglades to Miami. Eschewing…
Galloping Around the Gulf
We settled in at Panama City Beach like it was an old, worn, shoe. The Emerald Coast has long been a favorite vacation destination for us, though we had not been to PCB in a long while. Grammy and Pops rejoined…
Cajun Campers
Drawn further east, we packed up and said “goodbye” to Galveston. The Bolivar Ferry whisked us off the island for the low, low, price of free. We’ve been on several cruises, but our accommodations on this trip were the best…
The Gulf at Galveston
The shimmering water of the Gulf of Mexico stretched out before us, a definitive milestone on a long journey. Though lacking the powder-white sand and azure waters of the “Redneck Riviera,” the Texas Gulf Coast offered a taste of the…
Backroad to Bexar
Looking forward to the distractions of a major metro area, we left Big Bend for the region formerly protected by the Presidio San Antonio de Béxar. We skirted the Mexican border and spent a night in Del Rio, TX. Unusual sounds…
Beautiful Big Bend
Why a haiku post Challenges keep the mind sharp Hope you enjoy it Lajitas Mesa Looming over our campsite Middle of nowhere Isolated land Chihuahuan desert skies gleam Roadrunners flash by Desert to mountains The parks of Big Bend beckon Rio…
Party Along the Pecos
The Pecos River flows through Southeast New Mexico and into Texas before dumping into the Rio Grande. Just north of Carlsbad, NM, a damned portion of the Pecos forms Brantley Lake. We setup camp at Brantley Lake State Park, intent…