We arrived back in the States and to Kerri’s parents’ place in California, where Marcel was awaiting our return since we left him wrapped up like a burrito back in January. It felt good to see the towering beast sitting there in the woods, just outside the window of our...
Now officially on the wrong side of the Sierras—and a few days too early to deliver Marcel to his winter resting place—we called an audible and dropped in on family friends down in Placerville. A little moochdocking in a quiet, comfortable driveway followed. The days passed easily: eating, chatting, and...
After three days camped at 10,000 feet with the foxes, we finally cried uncle. The cold had seeped through everything — the van, our bones, even the coffee. So we rolled off the mountain the same way we’d climbed it, chasing warmer air. Even Marcel had started complaining, tugging to...
Within the hour of getting Big Blue back from the shop we were on the road, heading East. The fact that it was rush hour traffic in the Bay Area and we had two bridges to cross didn’t matter. We wanted out of San Rafael. Oddly enough, the traffic didn’t...
It has been eight long months since we left Big Blue behind to start our 2019 sailing season. Eight months is a long time to be out of the van. At least I was so distracted with having a great time on the boat that I didn’t realize how much...
Although I vowed never to return, the whole reason I returned to California was to assist my Mother (Sister and Bro-in-law as well) in moving out of the state… and right back to Washington – where I left only days ago. Yep, I got to re-drive 700 miles of the...
After all of Big Blue’s spa week, we finally got on the move again. Although it had only been just over a week of visiting both families, it felt like an eternity of stationary life. Northbound was our direction, although we would end up tossing in a whole lot of...
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...
After two weeks of peace and quiet on the coast, we head into the fray that is the East Bay to visit my family, and meetup with my son flying out from Colorado for the occasion. It has become quite the annual pilgrimage to drop in on Mom for a...
For the past two weeks, while the Airstream was in for servicing, we were mooch-docking in Big Blue outside my family’s place in the East Bay, down at sea-level. Certainly not the most scenic of places we have stayed, but with my son flying out for a visit and the...
