My first post in the midst of a global pandemic and it’s oddly going to be about air travel. What a weird time to be alive! The last post on my blog detailed an amazing culinary experience at a luxury ski resort in the middle of a fantastic ski season. Little did I know, only
The beauty about living in the middle of the Rocky Mountains is having the ability to hide out, in the quiet of the forest, and feel like you’re miles away from everything. The fact that we can do this is great for weekends when we want to camp out and hike, yet not travel too
When spring makes its appearance in the Colorado Rockies, the people of the small towns scattered across the mountains rejoice in the sight of snowfall, sunshine and warmer days. As we approach mid-April, Mother Nature has given us days as warm as the ’50s and ’60s here in the high country and that made me
Oh, Disneyland! Why do we feel so obligated to bring our children here? Let me preface this by saying, we are not Disney or theme park fanatics by any means. The crowds, the lines, the fact that everything is incredibly overpriced is against everything we enjoy. There are so many other ways to get a
From the moment we arrived in Cancun, we were told: “you must go to Isla Mujeres.” I was craving some R&R on a beautiful beach and I wanted to get away from the noisy resort we were staying in. Isla Mujeres sounded like the perfect spot to do both. With high expectations and a ton of
“Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson We left the bustling area of Joshua Tree and headed east towards Arizona where we decided to spend time in a state that we love and used to call home. When we
“One time I saw a tiny Joshua tree sapling growing not too far from the old tree. I wanted to dig it up and replant it near our house. I told Mom that I would protect it from the wind and water it every day so that it could grow nice and tall and straight.
I’ve mentioned several times on this trip how the feeling of insignificance constantly emerges whenever we go sightseeing. I can still say that the most intense feeling of insignificance was definitely during our trip to see the Redwoods in northern California. Standing at the foot of these trees and looking up a couple hundred feet
Florence After we left Newport, we had no idea where we were spending the night. Driving along I-5, we had so many rest areas to choose from, but highway 101 had nothing. Well, nothing free. We stumbled upon a campsite along the highway that had a few RV’s parked. Initially, we thought we got lucky
Our Oregon Coast adventure was such a whirlwind of events that I had to split it up into two parts. I took about 400 photos and had to narrow it down to a special few because “ain’t nobody got time for that!” I’m starting to think I need to treat my DSLR like an old
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