Some people pass through the desert southwest on their travels without feeling the pull to explore. Zoom, right on by. I even heard one person say, “I drove through New Mexico. It is just wasteland.” Not me; I first felt the call of the desert 40+ years ago and it never left, even though I…
A crisp wind blows in from the northwest, and the few deciduous trees around my camper slowly lose their still-green leaves. As Tango and I walk, my boots make a crunching sound. Already, snow falls in Yellowstone, Rocky Mountain National Park, Glacier National Park, and other northern-tier mountains. Bears move about rapidly, searching for 25,000…
My first landing site: New Mexico. Seems appropriate enough since some would say that I am alien-ish. After a medical appointment in Albuquerque, I traveled to the mountains in Central Colorado for a week.I am staying with friends who spoil me with home-cooked meals and insanely delicious strong coffee. Tango loves their dog Cody, and yesterday…
Hard to believe I have gone from the quiet woods in FL to living near the border in NM with a fun bunch of elders. Likewise, difficult to imagine being too busy to blog! This fluctuation seems to be my future – moving between quiet, reflective settings and a community of like-minded social folks who…
I am not exactly homeless. I just moved around during my working years and made a home for a while wherever I landed. Now, I travel fulltime in my RV. I started in the Midwest and then spent most of my adult years in the West: Colorado, Arizona, California, Wyoming, Idaho. When asked, Where…