Evelyn is wearing her Elsa heels around the campsite. We’re getting stared at here…. there’s serious judging going on. Doesn’t bother me, but I want to make sure that Rebecca knows. Becky…. you did this. I am not responsible for this.
By the light of a cozy campfire I read out loud, "I started to run and found I couldn't, because of the boulders; that made me frantic and I climbed over them like a cat and yelled and shouted and...
What do you do in Maine just before the 4th of July? Go strawberry picking. After having been in California, I get that this may not seem as exciting to our west coast brothers and sisters. Out there fruit seems...
After going 4-wheeling in our 33' 1985 Winnebago and getting towed by the real Mater we finished our day in a perfectly nice, low speed high drag boondocking spot. We woke up to people talking (not altogether unusual since there...