Five months ago, President Obama named Bears Ears a national monument. This is an expanse of land in Utah. And, boy, are the locals hoppin’ mad about it. As we drove through the area, we saw cars that had a bumper sticker in the shape of a bear that said “no monument.” A few months… Continue reading Can We Disrupt a Grudge Before It Sets In?

Yesterday after soaking in hot springs, we stopped at an outdoors store for hats since camp at night is quite chilly. They had two hats left in the whole store which is leaving winter behind in favor of spring. One hat was burgundy with a deer motif in Aztec-like symbols. The other is pictured above.… Continue reading A Discussion

Where did we last leave our heroine (that’s me)? Kansas. Flat and cold. By the end of day Tuesday, I hit the wall. When we pulled into camp, a reservoir in Kansas, I told David I was out. He had to set up camp by himself in the rain. I hunkered down in the trailer… Continue reading Misadventures that End Up Alright

The same reason we found ourselves in Starlight, Indiana at Huber’s Farm the day before. Road food. But first the log… It’s day 3–No, I don’t know what Star Date that is. Another 426 miles in the book, and Kristen is very tired of the car. We made it as far as Cheney and are… Continue reading Why were we in Williamsburg, KS?

  “Destiny is that that which we are drawn towards and Fate is that which we run into.” Wyatt Earp By KG I have decided to enter the author of the blog posts. Presumably everyone can tell when David writes as it sounds like “Captain’s log…star date…” Anyway. Day three on the road. We are… Continue reading Danger Lurks…Or Not

Carter Cave State Park– 458 miles, 29.6 gallons of fuel and just over 8 hours after leaving DC we’ve arrived and settled into our first night’s stop–and Kristen rolled her eyes at how boring this post is already. She has a point, of course. Setting up the Airstream was considerably faster and more efficient than… Continue reading Olive Hill, KY–Day 1

David Dreher. Just turned 40 and still can’t believe it. Has carried a knife in his pocket for years and looks at this road trip as a chance to use it legitimately every day. His nickname is Fancy Montana for his outwardly outdoorsy look and persona mixed with his love of very fancy cured meats.… Continue reading The Adventure Contestants

As David and I contemplated getting an Airstream and camping across America, he inquired, “You have camped, right?” I find questions like these are best answered with deflection so scoffed, “Have I camped…”  somehow suggesting loads of experience. Truth be told, not much. Here are the two occasions. The first when I was an Indian… Continue reading Camping Experience: Very Little