(Sharon & Max: outside the Amtrak station and storied Harvey House Restaurant & Hotel)

We’ve waved so long to our friends, Dottie & Bruce, who have returned to Upstate New York, and enjoyed beach time along the Pacific Ocean. Talk of extremes, we are now camped at Needles, California (where Nevada, Arizona, & California conjoin); known for heat, ghost towns, and the storied home of SNOOPY’S brother, SPIKE!

Turns out, there is much here to learn & enjoy. The fabled Route 66 begins in Needles: we’ve explored a bit; including Oatman (ghost mining town, turned tourist attraction). We are within driving distance of Hoover Damn, several casinos, and the original London Bridge that now spans the Colorado River in Lake Havasu City, Arizona.

Bullhead City is the “go to” place for shopping and services. While Needles has seen better times; Bullhead City’s main drag is adorned with the retail and dining franchises that we have seen at every previous 🛑 stop! I suspect this passes for progress.


A portion of our journey, so far, has been the following of the Oregon Trail to the great Northwest. We returned to the trail in July and forge our way through Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, Washington, and Oregon.

Sitting now, in Northern California, it’s a good time to reflect. Those of us in the East, have little understanding of the impact and destruction caused by wildfires. Our first exposure came near Cody, Wyoming; outside Yellowstone National Park. As we traveled further, different fires 🔥 caused haze and difficult air conditions; Seattle had an ever present haze, from fires to the North, in Canada and breathing was difficult for me around Crater Lake in Oregon. These fires are far from rare occurrences in the West. Even now, a wildfire East of Los Angeles, may require a change in our travel next week.

We spent a terrific week and more, outside Portland, Oregon! Oregon City is accepted as the terminus of the Oregon Trail; it was there that we viewed the Eclipse (99%!) and toured the grounds.

We also celebrated my birthday with an evening of Irving Berlin music; featuring our talented friend, Meredith Kaye Clark. Such a rich voice; thanks to Sharon & Meredith!!!

And, of course, our Hedi flew in from Germany! Indeed; I am richly blessed! Thanks to all!!!


There are times, when you simply need to change your routine and take a break. We reached one of those times recently, traveling/sight seeing can be stressful, even when one is “living the dream!

Henley’s Silver Lake Resort, near Eatonville, Washington, fit the bill. Rural, lake view; these are the best descriptors of this site. Only a few spots for full hookup, no cable, fuzzy over air reception, and inconsistent phone. Just what we needed! Plus, we were in the shadow of Mount Reiner!

Boating, fishing, and coyote howling, provided restful nights. Repair services 15 miles away, gave us a chance to fix the lights on our tow trailer.

Refreshed and renewed, we are ready to head South to Oregon!

SMOKED; our adventure skirts wildfires.

This summer's tragic reality, in the American Northwest, is wildfire. Seattle is approaching 55 straight days without measurable rain, while the rest of Washington is dry and fearing thunderstorms with lightening strikes that may ignite the tinder-dry environment and cause more fires than currently burn.

Traveling through Western Montana, parts of route 90 were smokey, but we saw no flames. Idaho was more clear, but entering Washington state, we became aware of smoke from British Columbia fires, blown South. Each evening, Seattle TV meteorologists update their reports with air quality and images of haze.

Our travels have not been heavily impacted by these conditions, not that that is a primary consideration for tourism. What is tragic, is the tremendous loss of natural resources and local economy. Even more, there is report of a firefighter losing his life.


Our plan to visit South Dakota was a brief afterthought. In fact, we altered our plans, when we heard our grandson wanted to visit next summer and thought to scout out possible venues.
Well South Dakota; we are now fans! Mount Rushmore is super, but just the beginning. We fell in love with Custer State Park, the Needles Drive, the Iron Mountain Drive, Badlands National Park, Bison, wild burros, and the Red Cloud Indian School. We found music, faith groups, and terrific scenery!
Who knew???


Our Month in Colorado, fell conveniently into two distinct halves; divided by a significant geological formations- The Rocky Mountains!

 On the Western half, we enjoyed several weeks in Grand Junction; dry camping a couple days, while receiving small repairs on the rig, a couple more days at a commercial campground, and a week at the local Moose Lodge, which had electric. There were local festivals, wineries, The Colorado Monument mountains, and a “near-death experience on the Grand Mesa, at the National Forest. Note here: Ford Escapes are not 4-wheel adventure vehicles, but ours did admirably on very rocky terrain, where turning back seemed not advisable.

 Finally, Ouray and surroundings host a variety of hot spring pools; warm water & newer facilities were great at the site we visited. There was a “clothing optional” venue for adults; where the facilities were older and dimly lit.

While Colorado’s Western side seemed much like Southern Utah; the Easter side is greener and more cosmopolitan. We camped the entire two weeks at the Boulder County Fairgrounds, in Longmont, which gave access to horse shows and a farmer’s market. We made several trips into Boulder itself for Bands On The Bricks & Unity Church. The Longmont Moose Lodge is great, with electric too; but while we suppered there, we liked the fairgrounds for our camping.

We also traveled to Golden and the U.S. Air Force Academy, in Colorado Springs! But the highlight was the two visits to Rocky Mountain National Park; really a “peak experience”!

The end of June, led us Northward to South Dakota and Mount Rushmore. More on that, next visit!


As we began our adventure, we wanted to live within a budget and continue earning an income; we were surprised to find others doing the same and others raising their families “on the road”!

Sharon works (part-time) supporting research for a major university, while I am a product advocate for an on-line wellness buying club.  Good wifi is essential for both of us!

In many ways, this adventure has been risky; personally & professionally. Leaving the predictable, comfort of our lives in Rochester for a gypsy lifestyle is scary. But, moving out of one’s comfort zone is also exciting and a welcome challenge!

Six months into our adventure;

  • We are less attached to our “things” and house
  • While Sharon sometimes misses “home”, I have grown to think “home” is where you park it!
  • Working for an employer, remotely, has advantages, while my entrepreneurial activity requires relationship building that is difficult when “on the move”.
  • RVing is likely to become a somewhat permanent lifestyle; we must decide whether to keep our property in Rochester & go South in Winter, or buy in a warmer climate & travel In Summer.


Many travel to see the sights; but for Sharon and I, we enjoy becoming involved in local culture, cuisine, and daily life, as well. 
As case in point, our last week in Utah, we attended the Art Festival in Moab; two days filled with a variety of music, home made ice cream, local food, and “beverage”! The first week in Colorado, we happened upon the annual “Mike, The Headless Chicken Festival,” in Fruida! Check it out, there really was a Mike and he lived nearly two years after having his head loped off! Sounds like Festival material to me! Point of the story; don’t just come for the scenery!

In addition, I made a business connection at the headless chicken ( 🍗 ) event and was able to attend a networking meeting in Grand Junction!  From that meeting, I came away with several leads and more suggestions of what the locals wanted us to see.

Even more, we “camped” at the local Moose Lodge and joined them for dinners, dancing, and more suggestions of local things to see & do. Just traveling through is a short change of the total experience!

SO MUCH WE LEARN FROM THIS DOG! Maximus is our guide & mentor!

How special can one little dog be? Well, we all have our favorites and, admittedly, every canine companion that has taken part of my heart has been special to me. But Maximus, our traveling companion on this adventure, has been leading and teaching as a master of positivity and neighborliness!

Max greets each new encounter with a waggly butt and happy expectation. Patient with all the petting and rubbing; he truly enjoys the attention and appears surprised when a few pass him by or look dolisapprovingly.

He teaches a philosophy of open acceptance & joy in what he receives. His family is not financially wealthy, yet Max assumes abundance and takes in a happy attitude.

Each day, we learn from Max; a real blessing. Certainly an angel, with ears hung low & tail cut short.


 Every once in a while, stuff happens! It’s not so much “the stuff”; but, how one responds.

Sharon and I have been very fortunate with our adventure, no major mechanical failures, never stranded out in the ‘boonies’; we are blessed!

Monday morning, 10 miles South of Salt Lake City, driving along  I-15, we heard a loud ‘POP’, followed by some rattling underneath the RV. We were able to safely pull over and found a blown tire and minor surrounding damage. 

For many, this may have been a time to lose composure, shout “why me”, and sink by the side of the road in frustrated tears. I have learned, this response is not helpful! While there have been life events, where I chose a similar reaction, it was never helpful!

Stuff happens, and the healthiest response seems to be the one that harks back to my counseling methodology; solution-based action. You can’t change what happened, but you can manage your own behavior. Calm thinking produces manageable progress toward a viable outcome!

Long story short; roadside assistance arrived, mounted a new (gold-plated) tire, and wished us safe travels. We arrived at our destination, late but safe, and after supper and bed; writing this overview.

Perhaps this is indeed, a metaphor for life…