I have been following the Box Canyon Blog since before I even had an RV. I figure I have read through about a hundred posts touting and tempting life in a box canyon affectionately referred to as “Lovely Ouray, the Switzerland of America.” So I knew before I got here it would be a special place. Give me a box canyon, and I am happy. Give me one filled with hikes, a brewery, a hot springs, and a chocolate shop selling “Scrap Cookies” made from left over chocolates? Well, about the only thing you could add to top that would be to throw a couple of good friends into the mix! Life’s own version of the Scrap Cookie. 😉 Continue reading
Category Archives: Travelogs
Up on A Tightrope
The great Karl Wallenda, tight rope walker extraordinaire of The Flying Wallendas once said “Walking the wire is living, everything else is waiting.” I feel that same way about being on the road. It is living. Everything else is waiting…
My family senses this stirring in me. My Mom has thankfully always been one to “push her chicks out of the nest.” So finally, after 75 days of being parked down on the farm, she says “I don’t want you waiting around here for Dad and me to croak. It’s time for you to get back to living your life. We’ll be okay here.” I saw a crack in the window, and I flew through it. Continue reading
An Imperfect Ending to a Perfect Day
I don’t typically go “back in time” on the blog, but my time at Jojoba Hills was cut short before I had the chance to write about my stay there. Jojoba Hills is an “over 55” Escapees community near Temecula, CA, about 90 miles outside of San Diego. Continue reading
Flight of the Honey Bee
For several years, my parents have had a hive of bees living in between the walls of their storage shed, painted to look like a red barn, therefore appropriately referred to as “The Red Shed.” No one knows how they got there, but Mom remembers seeing a swarm arrive one day, so thick it darkened the sky. Shortly thereafter, they started noticing increasing numbers of bees inside and around the shed. Continue reading
Workamping
Since having retired last October, I have on more than one occasion been chided for being on “perpetual vacation.” To that, I say, “What the heck’s wrong with a perpetual vacation??” After all, I worked long and hard to earn “time off for good behavior.” So why give it up so soon? Maybe I will get to that point eventually, but for now, I still enjoy “vacation mode.” Continue reading
House of Pain
It’s been over two months since my last blog post. One might think by now that I would be out of the habit of keeping the blog. And most days, they would be right. I often think I won’t update the blog again. It’s a waste of time. As Willie would sing, “You cain’t make a record if you ain’t got nuthin’ to say.” But if I am truthful with myself, I miss writing so much it hurts. Like so many things in my life, there doesn’t seem to be a middle ground. I have always preferred it that way. Anything but lukewarm mediocrity. So the mood swings from “Never again!” to “How could I possibly not? Continue reading
Defining Moments
Defining moments…that split second in our lives when our path pivots, and we slowly begin to process that our lives have just changed forever…
I realize it seems ironic for someone with a public blog to say they are a “private person,” but I don’t typically share deeply personal matters here. However, after corresponding via this blog over the past couple of years, my followers have also become my friends. You are my community…my “tribe.”
So it is with deep heart wrenching sadness that I must tell you that my baby brother Stephen died suddenly this week. He was only 53 years young. He leaves behind a loving wife and two beautiful daughters, my only nieces. Continue reading
San Diego Scenes, Pt 5 of 5 — “The Beach, The Burgers…and the Beer!”
I have long said that San Diego has “absence of weather.” It is so damned near perfect here that I can’t even feel the air on my skin most times. When my friend Margie relocated from Manhattan to San Diego, I got annoyed with her always posting daily updates on Facebook to remind us all that the weather was “Sunny, 78 degrees, winds light and variable.” Continue reading
San Diego Scenes, Pt 4 of 5 — “The Parks…and the Beer!”
Long before arriving in San Diego, the emails were flying back and forth, discussing “What’s on your list while you are here?” Some of us had longer lists than others, while some had less time to hit the highlights. The intent was to stagger the activities so the hikes were left for the remaining hikers, while the bike rides were reserved for the arrival of the bikers. Continue reading
San Diego Scenes, Pt 3 of 5 — “The Hiking…and the Beer!”
I did four hikes while in San Diego, all varying degrees of interest, scenic beauty, and difficulty. The breweries, on the other hand, were all consistently good. Continue reading