Escape Artists
Our dash across 1-70 was a Rocky Mountain High buzzkill. Colorado is massively populated. The ski towns are packed with condominium complexes and the parks are overrun with people from the Denver metro center. J.D.’s 1970s version is now a
The terrain of Southern Utah is surely from another planet. I-70 follows an old Mormon trail through land 300 million years in the making. It wasn’t our first time circling the Utah Big 5 so we put some serious miles
Death Valley will kill you, but only if it can find you. You have to keep moving to stay alive. We’re hitting a groove in 10T-iversary. We can set and break camp in less than 30 minutes. We can prepare
If you’ve ever wondered what’s at The End of The World, it’s an old Dodge Minivan stuck nose deep in the sand, 20 miles outside Joshua Tree National Park. In all our NP experiences, we’ve got a nose for one
The Joshua Tree masterfully expresses human ideals of earnestness, austerity and introspection. We’re talking about the 1987 U2 album, of course. Joshua Tree National Park on Easter Sunday during Spring Break masterfully expresses the behavior of clueless people acting like
North of Palm Springs in the Morongo Valley, Rose has opened her 5 acre hipcamp one mile down a country dirt road for hip travelers who are looking for a place to boondock and find inner peace for the night.
Sheri’s wish list for 10T-iversary weekend: Coachella, Wind Farm, Palm Springs MCM motel, and The Integratron. Eric’s wish list: To make it happen. Sheri didn’t actually want to attend Coachella, she just wanted to see the place where the cheapest
Let’s just go. That’s what we finally said to each other after months of back and forth on whether or not Sheri would get to see carpets of wildflowers if we took a 7,000 mile road trip. If the bloom
Our newest lesson learned … You can prepare for the worst, or you can repair at your worst. That gem of wisdom comes about when you decide that the tent does not need the six extra tie-downs you packed because
It’s been 10 years since we exchanged I Do’s on the steps of the Jefferson Memorial during DC’s Cherry Blossom Festival before hundreds of global onlookers who were actually just tourists at the Memorial that day but none the less