You just drove four hours in your 34-foot motorhome to the majestic Eastern Sierra in the heart of October. Everywhere you look, the mountains are glowing with orange and yellow aspens. You finally get Stormy, our beloved 1999 Fleetwood Storm motorhome, tucked in for the night at Creekside RV Park in Bishop Creek. Sewer connected. …
If you are not tasting dirt on your teeth, are you even properly adventuring on Dunderberg Meadows Road? There is obviously much more to the beauty of Dunderberg Meadows than licking Mono County’s finest dust off your teeth while pondering whether Lee Vining has a car wash. But I will tell you right now: by …
If you ask me what my favorite things about the fall are, I’ll never be one to name pumpkin spice anything. But give me an appetizer full of delicata squash and, well, you had me at Delicata Squash Bhajis. Are you pondering just what the hell a delicata squash is, yet as you skip through …
If everything in my organic garden just froze overnight, then apparently it must be the first day of fall here in the mountains of Southern California. Here at 7,000 feet, under the Jeffrey pines, no, we don’t mark the beginning of autumn by Starbucks offering Pumpkin Spiced Latte to every girl named Taylor in UGG …
Here you can find me on vacation somewhere in a creek in the High Sierra, explaining to my dog that this is what freedom looks like. To me, this is vacation: a lazy afternoon sitting in an icy mountain creek, tossing handfuls of Nashville Hot Trail Mix at my face while my dog and the …