adventures with a dog and an airstream
The final destination of our week-long Airstream jaunt was the Misty Mountain Music Festival, at our old home campground, Misty Mountain Camp Resort in Greenwood, VA. I didn’t take any notes, or take many photos that don’t include people who...
After Asheville, the next stop on our way to the Misty Mountain Music Festival was Fayetteville, WV. Fayetteville is a fun little town, crammed with bikers, climbers, and hikers, and many food and drink and gear places to support all...
The Airstream had been parked all summer, alone and lonely (except for the collection of black widows hanging out around the chocks and levelers), until we wanted to take it to the Misty Mountain Music Festival in Crozet, VA… and...
This will be an easy post to write. Something happened to me overnight in Mystic, and I was completely useless the next morning when we had to leave for Williamsport. I uncurled from my fetal position a few times: to...
Connecticut was Bugsy’s 41st state! We were all very excited about that. And it was the Airstream’s 40th, but the Airstream cares less than Bugsy does about that sort of thing. At this point in the trip we were just...
We didn’t plan to stop in Portland. Yes, it’s a cool town with a great beer scene, but we’d been there before (although it was many moons ago when we lived in Boston in the early Aughts) and the camping...
Campground After leaving Bar Harbor, we wanted to explore Central Maine’s coast, so we spent two nights at Megunticook Campground near the towns of Camden, Rockport, and Rockland. It’s a super friendly park, with a sweet doggy in the office...
Just outside the quaint seaside town of Bar Harbor, Maine, a five-hour drive north of Boston, sits the exquisite seaside jumble of rocks known as Acadia National Park. We took the Airstream up to Bar Harbor in mid-May for our...
Dragging the Airstream down narrow, low-clearance, steephilly New England roads was completely worth it: Bar Harbor, and specifically Acadia National Park, is a spectacular vacation destination. We ate an absurd number of lobster rolls, drank as much local beer as...
We love the Boston area: we lived in Charlestown for two years in the Aughts and try to visit J’s mom just north of Boston often. Taking the Airstream to Beverly, though… let’s just say we learned an important lesson....