It’s my public shame and embarrassment that a few months back, I missed a red-eye flight to Cozumel. I’d been invited on a press trip with a handful of other bloggers. I was packed and ready to go, I just had the date wrong in my head. I’m still taking heat for this — seasoned traveler blows flight! — but the one guy who’s never given me a hard time about it? The guy who invited me, Sean Carroll from New Media Strategies.… continued…
Camp Long is an uncrowded park off 35th in West Seattle. It’s got trails that wind through tall trees, some attractive ponds, a handful of cabins, a climbing wall, a very cool WPA era visitor’s center, and a big meadow for events. I was in an imaginative state of mind while walking through there with my pal B, there was something about the mossy rocks and bright green color of the water, something about the magical early fall light, that made me feel like we were walking around inside a Miyazake animation.… continued…
Disclaimer: BC Ferries and Camping and RV in BC sponsored our travels.
With a week of RV camping behind me, I realize there’s still loads I don’t know about traveling by RV. I had wrongly assumed that because I have been a seasoned camper for many years, I would take to RV life as though it was a natural next step. Not so! It turns out there’s lots to know about camping in the big rigs, practical information that this inherently practical traveler had no idea about.… continued…
Disclaimer: BC Ferries and Camping and RV in BC sponsored our travels.
“Now’s the time,” I said to Walter, a positively bubbling 50 something man with a German accent, “when you tell me the worst you’ve seen.”
“You want the worst? The absolute worst? One time, I went to pick up a RV up in the Yukon and the entire side had been peeled away. The bathroom? It was completely gone. The whole thing was torn open.… continued…
Disclaimer: BC Ferries and Camping and RVing in BC sponsored our travels.
We walked along the shoulder of road and Peter stuck his thumb out. The second or maybe third car pulled over, and picked all three of us up. “Going in to town?” the driver asked, and when we said yes, he told us to climb in. We thanked him for the lift and he told us about the pinks, the salmon that are running right now.… continued…
