We were thrilled when they called us 5 minutes later to offer us the housesit: 3 months in a beautiful home on the Big Island with animals and fruit trees and 2 cars to use.
In Northern Ireland, on the far northern shore, there is a beautiful coastline named The Giant’s Causeway. You can drive the coastal route, if you have some serious driving skills and the fortitude to play chicken on incredibly narrow winding roads with an insane speed “suggestion” of 60 mph, not knowing what sort of farm vehicle/equipment may be around the next blind turn. Luckily Dan has had quite a bit of practice… Read More
So there it was, the end of my epic hunt. Moby Dick and family even better than I had hoped for and a far better ending for me than poor old Ahab.
Around nightfall our host, with a mighty twinkle in his eye, asked Dan and I if we had ever had apple pie. Instinctively we knew he wasn’t talking about a delicious baked good, so we suspiciously and cautiously said we didn’t think so…
Big Sur in the summer is one long line of cars, all going to the same place, all gawking at the same things, all about to drive off a cliff into the ocean at any turn and it is still fantastic. Every high priced hotel room, yurt, cabin and camp site is full. You can barely park to go into any restaurant or gallery or hiking area. The overlooks have dangerous lines… Read More
Our friend Mark is a magician. Not just any magician, an official member at The Magic Castle in Los Angeles.
One of the more surprising things we did to get ready for our journey was to go spend 3 nights in Sioux Falls, The really practical reason was that we needed to change our state residency and South Dakota made it insanely easy to do so,
Some of the things we are doing to prepare for nomadic life are kind of like getting the car ready for a road trip.
Finally, we made some decisions. we are committed now to a timetable. Load up the trailer with our camp gear, sell the house, book some campsites, Airbnb’s, flights, we have dates.
Summer has wrapped up in San Diego. The fall light, that only a native would really recognize, has moved in and that pleasant chill in the morning and late afternoon has arrived. I have the distinct feeling of nostalgia that I haven’t felt since senior year of college. A feeling born of knowing this is probably our last fall in San Diego. That feeling is spawning other uncomfortable thoughts. This is my… Read More