For all I know, Tucson is a terrible place to live… certainly in summer, and even in unexpected heat waves, the temperatures can be awful. But on a 75-degree day…

Why is the sky brown, you ask. That’s West Texas, I say. We left Kilgore Tuesday and, with a fuel stop in Eastland (look! Is that Mark Rosen? Fancy meeting…

That’s Michele nearing the end of preparation for our next summer away. Early Tuesday we leave Kilgore, the first leg of a circuitous route to Bridgeport, Washington. En route, we’ll…

The huge cottonwood had, apparently, reached the end of its practical life. I can only guess it was shedding limbs or, at the very least, threatening to shed limbs. Likely…

August evenings here where we’re camped in north central Washington tend to be warm. Not hot and sweaty like East Texas and not sweatshirtish like in Northwest Pennsylvania. August evenings…

IN the old days, before there was Intermediate School and Middle School, there was Junior High. In Jacksonville, Texas junior high school was grades 7 through 9. The junior high…

My pal Clark Langley and I, with Kyle Jones — he of Jones Sport Fishing, were on the Columbia in the wee (VERY wee — 3:30 comes TWICE a day!)…

Are there any rude ones? I genuinely love this camp host lifestyle. Sure, it’s hot; there is always garbage cans to service and grass to be cut. But there are…

My morning rounds always include Millie. Each morning begins — after breakfast and coffee of course — at the gate. The parking area behind the swimming lagoon is closed each…

We played tourist today, filling our off day with a trip to North Cascades National Park with stops in Twisp and the delightful touristy/artsy Winthrop following the Methow and —…