Gather 'round…
So there's this guy. He draws in the sand. He used to do it just for himself, early in the morning. Giant labyrinths in the sand. Until folks started printing newspaper articles about alien landings and crop circles. Denny Dyke is now the man behind Circles in the Sand, his home-grown mission to bring people... Continue Reading →
Aside from that unfortunate incident with the airbed that let us down, I don't know that I've ever slept better, and more consistently, on a vacation. Attribute it to utter exhaustion if you must. I don't really care. It's been nice. Even on a non-Coleman bed. Our bucket list for the day: Port Orford, the... Continue Reading →
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 →
Well, it wasn't a deluge, but it was raining when we woke up in the morning. Spitting. Spitting vigorously. Almost a week in and this is the first time we've had to tear down wet, so I won't whine too loudly. Dry tents are little miracles, every time. We only had 3+ hours on the... Continue Reading →
Tales From the Nexus 