Retirement Adventures: Laptop Mishaps, Family Gatherings, and More
Join King & I as we share our retirement adventure and discuss memorable family gatherings. Experience the joys of camping, golf, & life on the road.
Full Time living in a Travel Trailer: Realities and Adventures
Life on the open road – it’s a dream many share, but the reality can be quite the adventure. Join us as we navigate the challenges and discover the joys of full-time living in a travel trailer. From compact kitchens to downsizing dilemmas, we’ve learned valuable lessons along the way. So, if you’re ready to embrace life’s journey with all its quirks and charms, read on and let the road be your guide.
Campground Adventures: Summer Tales and Glass Artistry
It’s another Friday night at the campground. We’ve been enjoying our summer adventures here in Michigan, making the most of our time in our trusty travel trailer. I’ve been watching the people across the road set up their campsite.
Exploring August Adventures: Summer’s Farewell & Travel Plans
Amidst this transition, life at the campground continues unabated. King diligently tends to the grass, occasionally taking on odd jobs that come his way. Meanwhile…
Summer at Kal Haven Outpost: RV Adventures, Crafts, and Comradery
King and I have been staying at Kal Haven Outpost since April. Our days are fairly similar, up early, King walks Petra, I make the bed, fix breakfast, sweep the floor and then we go to our respective jobs, or do nothing, depending on the day. It’s a hard life.
From Her-a-canes to Atmospheric Rivers: The Evolution of Weather Patterns and Terminology
Until 1978 hurricanes were named after females. I recall when I was in grade school my older sister telling my father it was because they were Her-a-canes, not Him-a-canes. She was being sarcastic, but to an impressionable child in elementary school it made sense, although even at that young an age I found it annoying.
Being Trapped
Being Trapped I have a major character flaw — one that started in elementary school. I hated going somewhere because I had to be there, and I hate the feeling of being trapped. As early as third grade, I had this sense of dread whenever I walked through the gate of our school yard. I […]