adventures with a dog and an airstream
Charlotte’s an easy overnight stop for us when taking the Airstream south or home to VA from the South. The campground is convenient to a cool part of town, and that cool part of town is full of breweries. Read...
For a dose of culture, a tasty meal, and a relaxing drink after a long day of driving, we chose Montgomery as our stopover between New Orleans and Atlanta. Montgomery is packed with important historical sites and some solid bar...
A big city has to be special for us to take the Airstream there: in addition to having fun and/or interesting things to do and see and eat and drink, and it must have a centrally-located campground. We’re not keen...
From St Augustine, it was an uneventful 4.5-hour drive across the top of Florida to Eastpoint, on the so-called Forgotten Coast of Florida’s panhandle. This area feels completely different to other parts of coastal Florida we’ve visited: quiet villages, uncrowded...
Pretty little St Augustine is VERY touristy, especially around the holidays. Here’s the first impression I jotted down on our initial trip into downtown: “Holy hell people everywhere.” The holiday crowds were NUTS. But after we figured out how to...
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...