Brown Hills are the New Black Hills

The last few days I have reflected on my experience in the Black Hills. I visited one other time, 42 years ago. We drove across the upper Midwest, through Iowa. The Badlands and Mt. Rushmore were my first experiences of the west. The trip marks the first time that the western mountains and back country…

Cool Breezes in Popup Camper

Yesterday Tango and I skeedaddled out of the high plains in far northern Wyoming. We headed for the stunning scenery of the Big Horn Mountains. My water tank was empty so I filled up with water in the campground using my hose and the campground drinking water. I was also certain that my propane was…

Week One Highlights- Popup Camper Journey

I have so much to share about week one and living in a popup camper, so I decided to tell the story in a condensed best of/worst of format. Best innovation: Hangers with clips to dry wet clothes Best camp food: Lentil stew cooked in dutch oven over the fire Best drink: Iced tea made…

Moorcroft, WY Yardsale

Even though I am camping in northern Wyoming, today is a typical Saturday morning spent hitting the yard sales. I drove to the tiny town of Moorcroft, WY (pop 1200). It may seem silly going to a yard sale while camping, but I scored some important needs for the camper. The light is wacky in this…

Camping Routine

I am in my element now—set up under pine trees, with few people nearby. Things and shoes are finally arranged in Half Moon and Flying Cloud to my satisfaction (no more “where did I put that”). Settled in, I am finding a flexible camping routine that  I will follow now for much of the trip.…

Keyhole State Park, WY

I packed up and moved about 130 miles, back into my home state of Wyoming. Photos of my new digs tomorrow. I am in Keyhole State Park, and I found a huge site overlooking a lagoon. First thing I did after “popping up” was open all the windows. Ahhhhh. Then, I connected the solar panel…

Black Hills, Custer State Park

The property where I am staying is lovely, with tennis courts, miniature golf, pool, hot tub and more; however, this is not my thing. I have close neighbors and can hear them yelling and their phones ringing. Dogs bark. I long for more solitude and a beautiful natural setting. I have not gotten out my…

Eat Peanuts

Some people wear purple when they get old. I am eating peanuts–honey roasted. A friend sent a birthday package with me and it has small bags of peanuts. So, on my 60th, I am sitting here in the Black Hills at my campsite eating peanuts. The temperature is a brisk 50 degrees, a perfect morning.…

Sleepy Start!!

Well, after church everyone toured Half Moon to see where I will be living for the next 6 weeks. After folks left I decided to lie down on my bed in the camper and “rest” for a minute before I put the camper into travel mode. I woke up three hours later. My last job…