Our departure from Gillette, Wyoming, was slightly delayed by the presence of a “waterpark” in the hotel (see end of the last post). I’m so glad we didn’t have this amenity earlier in the trip, or they’d have been asking for waterpark-hotels for two months. We headed out to catch a couple of iconic landmarks. … More Rushmore and more and more
It’s hard to write about Yellowstone. Do you want me to tell you about grizzly bears? Didn’t see one. You want to hear about Old Faithful? Didn’t see it either. How about its majestic lodge? Sorry. If this had been the first stop on our trip, we probably would have done it all. But at … More Beating the crowds in Yellowstone – not literally
After Coeur D’Alene we didn’t have far to go to reach Missoula, Montana. I’ve never been to Montana, so I was excited to cross another state off my list. I was also excited to visit Missoula because Monica has been raving about Missoula since I met her. Seems her ex-boyfriend was from Missoula. I was … More Missoula, an American paradise with a chicken in every pot and two food trucks in every driveway.
At the end of our last post we officially turned the van around, and began our journey east. No longer could we threaten our kids with putting the vehicle in reverse (which, believe me, we did – early and often). Leaving the west coast, we felt a little pressed for time. We had a few … More You can’t get there from here
A few weeks before arriving in the coastal hamlet of Port Ludlow, west of Seattle (yes, west), I texted my best friend, who had invited us to cruise the San Juan Islands with his family on their boat. “Dan,” I said (that’s his code name), “Do you think 6 nights on a boat with 8 … More Our unsinkable trip to the San Juan Islands OR Why men shouldn’t plan family trips
This summer marks our third trip to visit friends in Hood River in the past 5 years. This town, resting between the foothills of Mt. Hood and the Columbia River Gorge, is what we want America to be. Country roads are lined with blueberry patches, cherry orchards and fields of lavender, with signs inviting you … More Hood River Redux
At the end our last update, we were ready to set up camp like John Muir and weather the winter above Half Dome. But in the real world, friends were expecting us in Oregon, so we had to leave our forest of granite and lodge-pole pines. After five nights in Yosemite, everything smelled like a … More We’re on a road to nowhere…
There isn’t much that can be said about Yosemite that hasn’t been said before. We’ve seen the crisp black and white photos of Ansel Adams and the vivid color of the Apple desktop background on Macbooks throughout the world. Yosemite needs no introduction. I grew up in Southern California. The only notion of family vacation … More Serenity in Yosemite
Our visit to Zion was too brief, but the heat and cost of the accommodations motivated us to continue west. Destination: a little uncertain. A few days ahead we had a reservation at Yosemite National Park, which we already visited a few years ago. We had a little apprehension about the crowds that would greet … More Vegas baby! And Death… Valley.
We pondered. We debated. We Googled. We even mulled. We could not decided what to do with Utah. Arches? Canyonlands? Moab? Escalante? Zion? You can’t swing a cat without hitting a National Park in Utah. The one we were told NOT TO MISS was Zion. The problem was, it’s over 100 degrees in the daytime … More Zeroing in on Zion