We were driving away from the heat and humidity of Memphis last week in our motorhome, sweating no not from the God-awful hot wetness but from the Hattie B’s crazy hot Nashville Chicken skins we were shoving at our faces. Seriously I could not stop, If you love spice they were the best thing ever. …
Apparently, I just had to go back to the place where I hurt my ankle to heal my ankle. Ah, the magical effect of the Eastern Sierra’s. The eastern Sierras feel even more magical on a snowy fall day as the morning light is shining upon the amber aspen trees. Especially when I’m not limping …
Should I really be wearing a bathing suit after five days of vacation inhaling every deep-fried food I could find in the south? Well, it’s hard to help yourself from dunking in that gorgeous lake over yonder when it’s nearing one hundred degrees outside with seventy, yes seventy percent humidity. Spending five days inside this …
A year ago when we were on vacation in the eastern Sierras we had no idea that by the following springtime, we would own a puppy who was practically perfect in every way. (Or as perfect as a puppy can be for our lifestyle) Who knew as we scrolled through Petfinder and I swiped right …
It’s Saturday evening in this ski town and our rural resort town is about to be slammed by Hurricane Hillary. Yes, a hurricane in southern California! Only in the year 2023, am I right? And (If you are conservative like I am) you thought Hillary could not do any more damage? Here on the West …