Go Primitive
Our first anniversary was an ablation-titration party at Walter Reed National Military Medical Center, room 19 in the cardio clinic. Our seventh was sheltering in place at Barksdale Airforce Base in Shreveport Louisiana during the Covid outbreak, Sheri in a
When are you too old to attend a concert? We’re not talking about a concert at a symphony hall where a patronly usher escorts you to your comfortable velvet seat and everyone around you sits and listens quietly when the
March Madness brings April Badassness in the City of New Orleans, dominated by frats and alums, decked out in team colors, partaking in every debauchery the voodoo city can conjour. You’re more likely to find us hiking a coalwash or
With more than 15,000 Boss odometer miles on this March-to-now 2020 crisscross-the -country adventure, we’ve earned a Ph.D. in how to flex travel without planned routes and reservations, avoid extreme heat, wildfires and hurricanes, cross Smokey, Rocky and Cascady mountain
From Yellowstone to Grand Teton to the Whiskey Basin of Dubois, western Wyoming is a place we could disappear for awhile. Like Washington state. We pulled off the quick get- to-Taos trip with loose plans versus reservations. If we were
Washington’s Badlands It’s been almost two months exploring the Evergreen State, showing up at the Grand Coulee Dam on June 22nd where we discovered the Badlands of eastern Washington. Sunny, dry and 70 degrees, it was a long sleeved hiking,
While in Pacific Beach, we discovered that our full-hookup Navy MWR facility had strong, fast WIFI. We made use of Roxie’s built-in high gain router to put all of our devices online. We were so immersed that in no time
Sometimes you gotta get out of the rainforest, off the beach, down from the mountain and get some urban livin’. Nine miles southwest of Joint Base is downtown Tacoma, home of world renown glass artist Dale Chihuly and launching pad
We never read the books and we didn’t see the movies but our daughters were Twilight teens an when we heard the setting of Forks was a dozen miles from the second most visited site in Olympic National Park, we
Pacific Beach, Washington is sometimes wistful, sometimes dreamy, always pure peace and solitude. There are no crowds or colorful umbrellas; no spread out towels or portable radios. The smell is salt spray instead of SPF and the view is somewhere