Category: California

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Bishop has gone to schat

We tried the whole tourist thing. Really, we did. It involved going into town, walking the main strip, and even trying to see what bad pastries I could shove into my face-hole from the famous Schat’s Bakery. The sheer number of people crammed into the building, all browsing baked goods,...

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Arriving in Bishop

Saturday came and we moved on from our nice little adventure in Independence. In a rare case of back-tracking, we actually returned to Lone Pine to take care of the weekly chores of laundry and a shower (each, of course) before turning back to the North towards Bishop. It didn’t...

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A little bit of Independence

We only had to drive a few minutes from the Alabama Hills to find a much needed slice of adventure, solitude, and independence – Independence, California. The tiny little town, barely a dozen blocks long along Highway 395, had just enough in it to be cozy without being a tourist...

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Alabama Hills

Once again I say it, “I’ve never been there”. The Alabama Hills, right off my second favorite stretch of California road (my first being any stretch leading out of the state) and within spittin’ distance of one of my favorite little towns in the West – Lone Pine. The Alabama...

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Trona Pinnacles

In our final week of Baja, we changed our minds from the original plan of going to Disneyland for an adult trip to the fun-land to avoiding all that is Southern California. We have talked about revisiting Hwy 395, which we have not done together as a couple, and it...

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A final week in the USA

We spent one final week in the States, with friends, boondocking near the south entrance of Joshua Tree National Park. This gave us time to really button up some final to-do’s on the van rebuild and take care of the last items on the going-to-baja checklist. The week consisted of...

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Mojave National Preserve

You know how many times I have driven past the Mojave National Preserve and not stopped in to check it off my list? Me neither, but it numbers at least a dozen times. This time around, there was no driving past it. Not only was in on our way, it...