Gather 'round…
I had to make a clandestine run for breast milk this morning. One of the kiddos, who shall remain nameless, appears to have contracted pinkeye over the weekend, and for those who don't know, breast milk is the single best cure for pinkeye. Scoff if you must, but don't cry to me about your goop.... Continue Reading →
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 →
Up at 5 this morning, and on the road for Oregon by 6. So far the day's drive has been a bit surreal. Idaho was over before we knew it, the SE corner of Washington was uncomfortable and strange, and Northern Oregon is it's own kind of strange. Within a few minutes of crossing over... Continue Reading →
Tales From the Nexus 