What Did You Do During the Eclipse?

Kat and I are enjoying a mild Pennsylvania summer.  For most of the past two weeks we have camped at Penn Wood Airstream Campground near Clarion.  It’s a quiet, lovely setting amid a meadow with a clear creek running alongside.  They have full hookups, good wifi, showers and a laundry that’s only one greenback (no […]

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Cape Hatteras National Seashore

Some parks advise their visitors to bring lots of insect repellent. Others warn you about extreme winter or summer weather. Hatteras Seashore does none of that, but what the hey, we used to be Tarheels. We know that country. You don’t need to tell us nothin’.

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Georgia, On My Mind

Then she saw a wildcat, a couple of bighorn sheep, a buffalo, and a family of white-tailed deer. All were of that peculiar sub-species, Goodyearicus.

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A War Story

The Army made me an infantryman, and motivated me to the point I was slavering to kill old Victor Charles and use his blood as war paint. That motivation evaporated once I got there and noticed that so many of us were going to replace KIAs, or worse.

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Third Year Roadies

We both pull our rig pretty well now, but it was not always so. Kat has become an accomplished trailer backer and I have learned how to communicate in ways that will not lead to shoulder bursitis. I can usually eyeball a site and know where and how many levelers to use under the wheels. We’ve mastered use of our generator to preserve battery life while reloading our laptops and phones. Water management has been mastered, and neither of us has crushed a wheel chock in almost two years!

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Top of Georgia: An All-Airstream Campground

Airstreamers are a strange tribe. We have an online forum where all things Airstream are hashed out, and occasionally settled. Many of us take perverse pride in how badly we are gouged on repairs and maintenance by RV shops, dealers, and especially Jackson Center ….

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A Cold Day in July

We were frequent tent campers when our kids were little. Our rule was: forget about the weather; if you go, you stay. We had a day just like this in Colorado back in ’91. We ventured outside only to cook, spending most of the day inside our old Suburban. I prepared scrambled eggs, canned corned beef hash, and skillet toast on a two-burner Coleman stove wearing a poncho to keep out the light but steady rain.

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