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Paying Your Way

I just watched the van-camping couple next door leave. They came in last night, after dark, and are now gone. To them, probably early, but it is 10:00 in the morning and I have lived half a life already. They have stayed here before,…

One Month

Wow, did that go by fast! That Aerosmith song comes to mind, “… a month on the road and I’ll be eatin’ from your hand”. It does not feel like a month, but then again, I do not know what that would feel like….

Four Miles and an Art Walk

 I did it. I just biked what I think is the longest four miles of my life. OK, so maybe not my life. Perhaps the longest four miles that I can remember. Ok, well maybe not that, either. Definitely the longest four miles of…

Camp Etiquette Rant

WARNING: If you are easily offended, just skip this one. Thanks. I have been a camper for years. I have already talked about the different ways we camp and some of the different people who camp. Today I am upset because somebody stole the…

Pilgrimage

I started a new book today. It is about a journey. Not just travel, not just a trip, but turning it into something with and of purpose. Something that we have been called to do, that we hope to learn from, that will challenge…

It’s Not Camping Anymore

IIt occurred to me during my little walk this morning, that I am not camping in the previous way I knew camping. I am not looking to “get away from it all”, go to my happy place as a way to recover from not…

What I have Learned. So far, anyway.

I know it has not been that long, but man, the lessons are pouring onto me! Like the lessons, the writing is pouring OUT of me. This feels like a vacation, but then again, it is missing the quintessential element of a timeline. Sure,…

Beer

It’s not just for drinking, oh no, not for me. The word alone conjures up so many images from commercials (Bud-Wise-Er, the Rainer scooter, taste great/less filling) and an endless amount of SWAG that is out in the world. Beer companies sponsor sports and…

Homeless

“You realize you are technically homeless by choice”, the text message comes in from a good friend. She is facing the end of a job and housing contract. She, too, is facing being unemployed and homeless. “Yup”, I text back. I am homeless by…

I Live Outside

Wait, what? Me? Living outside? What the actual fuck?? Really?? Outside?? Like not in a house or a building? Right now, that and that alone is blowing my mind. I live outside. Holy fucking hell. I LIVE OUTSIDE!!  Like our ancestors, like a cave…