The Great Sand Dunes National Park has eluded me for years. I have attempted to visit it three times, and even though it resides in the same states as I have for these past years I have failed to make it each of those attempts. This year Imelda, Timmy, Moose,...
On August 31, 2009 I was down to my final 2 cigarettes and on my way to the local tobacco shop to buy another carton of cigarettes – $42 at the time – when it dawned on me that I would be blowing my monthly budget on the final day...
I promised Timmy that he could drive the Z to school after he got his license and a B average at school. He did both and I have been living up to my promise of allowing him to drive the car, knowing the risk I was putting the car in....
My Mother and Sister will understand; we are never content with the status quo when it comes to the furniture. Since I can not longer relocate pieces within the van, I have instead chosen to add to it. It’s an idea that has been pecking away at the far recesses...
Recently I got some neighbors at the Moose Lodge after having been alone in the parking lot for most of the summer. I introduced myself on day-1 and found out that the family had never camped before in the past… not a single night. They were doing this out of...
I have been urban camping right next door to a King Sooper’s store for a few months now. They offer 10c off the price of a gallon of gas for every 100 points earned on their King Sooper’s Card… pretty standard stuff for most grocery chains now-a-days. Honestly, that only...
For the past few years I have wanted to fly out to Hawaii during my winter travels. I almost did it two years back with a plan to hike the 170 or so miles around the big island with a gal from Germany. I do not recall what stopped me...
My previous camera – a Canon Rebel Xsi – had served me well for the three years I have owned it. Although it is still more than enough camera for my photography abilities, one area that it has been inadequate was its inability to shoot video. My son has been...
The year was 2002; my first van, which started the obsession, and the Z posing together in the driveway of the house in California. 12 years later…
This story was told to me 20 years ago. The minimalist in me has remembered it for so long because of the message at the end. I even recall paraphrasing this story to a Buddhist Monk back in the mid 90’s. Even through the test of time I retained the...
