Wow. So I totally left ya' hangin' there. With the COVID. Sincere apologies. We are still alive. Not to worry. Test #2 was still negativo, and not a one of us got sick. Three cheers for masking and distancing and wiping down All The Things! Even if we weren't doing it perfectly, we survived hours... Continue Reading →
Day Sixteen: Monday, June 4th, Sequoia-Kings Canyon
Obviously, up early to beat the oppressive heat. So far the Intex is withered, but still inflated. I'm not ecstatic with how very squishy it is in this climate, but I'm happy to be slightly aloft of the razor gravel, so... The drive into Sequoia was lovely, I'm sure, but to be painfully honest, we're... Continue Reading →
Day Fifteen: Sunday, June 3rd, Sequoia RV Ranch, Three Rivers, CA
Took the wrong road out of Big Oak Flats this morning. Just out of camp. Somehow we wound up on the steepest, snakiest beast we've seen thus far, and that is saying something. It was paved beautifully, probably preserved by the total lack of traffic. We burned some serious brakes, even in 1st gear the... Continue Reading →
Day Seven: Saturday, May 26th, Bandon and Beyond
An hour. That's all the sleep we got before--GET THIS--the winner, the only survivor of the airbed apocalypse back home, bit it. Rather unceremoniously, we both woke up on the ground. In the event of this somewhat familiar catastrophe occurring on any normal camping trip, we would simply disinter the backup airbed from the trailer.... Continue Reading →