Baseball After Retirement
Everybody knows hitting .300is the mark of a good hitter, and that RBIs are the mark of clutch hitters. Neither of those two statements are true.
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Eisenhower Library
Highway 15 starts the trip from Marion Lake to Lawrence, Kansas. US 15 ended for us at US 40 in Abilene. A couple of miles before 40 stands the Eisenhower Library. We have previously visited the George H. W. Bush library in College Station, the LBJ Library in Austin, and Clinton’s in Little Rock. We […]
Read MoreBoondockers in Hail
It is a short three hour drive from Kaw Lake, OK, to Hillsboro, Kansas. The weather forecast called for late afternoon storms, so we got off to a fairly early start to beat them. One hour out we’re seeing lightning bolts framed by black clouds on the horizon. An hour later it looks like we […]
Read MoreWhite Pelicans and The Golden Time of Day
Sunday is Friday in reverse. Most of the people who move in to campgrounds on Fridays move out on Sundays. Kaw Lake is no exception. By 3:00 p.m. the place was nearly deserted again. It was wonderfully quiet, except for one fool fishing (or maybe just tokin’) out of ski boat in the middle of […]
Read MoreBuzzards, Catfish, and a Carnivore’s Angst
Our journey has already taught me that the best catfish lakes are easy to spot. The trick is to look for swarms of buzzards overhead. Fishermen typically filet large catfish and throw away the rest of the fish. This is fast but wasteful, and a lot of waste means a lot of meat to dispose […]
Read MoreFaraday’s Cage
As you may or may not know, I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs….
Read MoreOne Hard-Core Fulltimer
…Nora bought the rig despite her son’s objections. She lived in his home with his family. Apparently he feared her driving skills were inadequate, and promised to teach her to drive it. But he kept putting it off. The family went out for a restaurant meal. Nora wasn’t feeling well and begged off. They left. Nora hitched the toad, and hit the road.
Read MorePhotography and Art
Sunset was coming on and it figured to be obscured by a low cloud bank. But the clouds were moving, perceptually at the same rate as the sun, one going left to right and one high to low. Here and there we hit a small break in the cloud bank and the old Fuji made some pretty good pictures….
Read MoreThe Jake Brake and Tenkiller Lake
… known on big rigs as a Jake brake, this is a nice feature to have in mountains. It takes taking some of the load off your truck and trailer brakes. Jacobs brakes ™ restrict the outflow of exhaust gases, slowing the engine’s rpms,…
Read MoreSmall Town Decay and a Beautiful River
Tomorrow we will saddle up and move to Tenkiller Ferry Lake in Oklahoma. It’s a Corps of Engineers park, and we hope to prolong spring in our northbound wandering. I’ll miss Cossatot Reefs. Its forest of blooming dogwoods, all those just beginning to leaf hardwoods, and this beautiful noisy river make this by far the […]
Read MoreCossatot Reefs
Wednesday we scouted Gillham Lake’s other campsites, Little Coon Creek and Big Coon Creek. Big CC is on Gillham Lake. Little CC is in a wooded area without water frontage. Our campsite is better for us. All over the park the perfection of the redbud and dogwood blossoms says we have purchased another two weeks […]
Read MoreShreveport
We pulled out of Chicot State Park Sunday morning en route to Shreveport, old friends, and what’s left of my family. Today’s trip began with blue highways 1173, 106, 115 and ended on red I-49. Sometimes a smooth road’s lack of scenery is a fair price to pay for an easy ride. There was an […]
Read MoreThe Hensley Hitch and Fred’s Lounge
You know a bar’s gotta be good if it’s only open half of one day a week, right? Ville Platte radio station KVPI 1050 AM broadcasts a live Cajun music show from Fred’s Lounge every Saturday morning from 9:00 to 11:00. The lounge opens an hour before the show….
Read MoreBirding
Fountainbleau State Park in Mandeville, Louisiana, off blue highway LA 22, is a fine place for birding. The lake has too many gulls to identify, lots of those wonderfully clumsy fishermen we call the brown pelican, all kinds of ducks, and assorted wading birds. On land you’ll see spectacular red-headed woodpeckers, nearly fluorescent bluebirds, mockingbirds, […]
Read MoreKiller
The name is Jackson. And you best know: I’m a killer. We have been in our 28’ Airstream for seven weeks now. Before, we had always lived in apartments or houses. In stick and brick dwellings roaches were the more likely pest than mice. I haven’t had to poison or trap a mouse in twenty […]
Read MoreSpinach and Parmesan Frittata
It’s not easy to find simple food that is easy to cook, inexpensive, and tasty. But it’s out there. We discovered this simple egg dish on a cold rainy day last week. The Kat likes it so much she would eat it every other day. But for me, once a week is enough. Epicurious published […]
Read MoreBogue Chitto
For the past five days Kat, Jackson, and Pink have camped at Bogue Chitto, a south Lousiana state park off blue highway LA 25. It’s ten miles north of Folsom (not the one with a famous prison) and six miles south of Franklinton. Bogue sounds like Bogart’s nickname, and Chitto rhymes with “ditto”, not “Cheeto”. […]
Read MoreTammany Trace
We have camped two weeks at Fountainbleu State Park in Mandeville, Louisiana. This park has hundreds of ancient live oaks covered in Spanish moss, access to Lake Ponchartrain, fishing piers, and the magnificient Tammany Trace. The Trace is a 30 mile stretch of paved Rails to Trails bike path. It starts in old Covington, runs […]
Read MorePink
Pink is special. Not athletic like most Springers, but more empathetic than any others I’ve known. She likes kittens and has tried to adopt them. Not a perfect soul, she has prejudices: Muscovy ducks and shelled creatures, especially tortoises and armadillos. She’s forever hungry, perhaps from her time of near starvation. To a dog, food is currency.
Read MoreAdios, Norm
There were albums full of pictures of Norm, his buds, and some of the kids he had coached. Everybody loved this guy. I wish we had met him. He went out doing what he loved to do, living the RV life and enjoying the great outdoors
Read MoreIn the Beginning
Breaking news: William Least Heat-Moon just gave us his blessing to use his best-seller’s title in our blog’s name. That is a big deal. Imagine the literary pretentions one must have to name a blog on full-time RV life after Heat-Moon’s travelogue of self-discovery, a book which is required reading in many college English courses. […]
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Life on the Blue Highways 