Today’s the longest day of the year, the summer solstice. We’re about to hit the road. We kicked off the season a little early with an outdoor adventure and a mammoth rock concert too.
It was my first incomplete. The Capital City Half Marathon in Columbus, Ohio would be my 11th half, my second this year. But the clock stopped at 12.6 miles and would not resume. Biggest shocker? This was also one of my best races.
We’re back from the last part of our trip, and we finally figured out how to make the return journey part of the destination. Greetings from home at last!
Greetings from Michigan, where we’re cozily spending this holiday night in a stranger’s driveway (with permission of course.)
It’s 6:15 in the morning, predawn on a Saturday in Baltimore. The start of my last half-marathon of the year is 45 minutes away. My phone says the temperature is 40 degrees. But I’m comfortably warm and starting to type a blog post without any gloves.
Welcome to Roxanne, race support vehicle.
It’s hard to describe World Championship Punkin Chunkin if you haven’t seen it. Picture, if you can, pumpkins flying through the sky across a Delaware farm field, propelled by machines custom-made for the task. This weekend’s trip was probably our fifth altogether, our second as parents and our first as RVers.
Penny’s our 3-year-old rescued Puerto Rican street dog. Roxanne is our 2-year-old bright red Winnebago. They haven’t spent a lot of time together, until this weekend that is.
RV renting: what’s it like having your RV go on travel adventures without you? Lindy put it best, as she often does. It’s like watching your child pull out of the driveway in the car by herself for the first time. Except the car is your child.
Driving around your second home on wheels means you always have a bathroom nearby. Sooner or later, everyone wants to know: how do you deal with the poop? Today, I’ll explain.