adventures with a dog and an airstream
Nashville was our second-to-last stop on Big Trip #2, because it’s well-positioned for heading home from Out West, and because it’s a super fun town with a great urban camping situation. Read about our previous Nashville visits: ONE, TWO, THREE!...
This magical land of desert delights is an International Biosphere Reserve, home to virtually all the organ pipe cacti in the US. The organ pipe cactus, with is cluster of upright stems growing from a single low trunk, is named...
After spending several days in Escalante, we hitched up the Airstream and drove over Hell’s Backbone (stopping for breakfast at Hell’s Backbone Grill of course), continued down Scenic Byway 12 to Capitol Reef National Park for a short hike, and...
…and we’re back in Asheville. As I mentioned in my Sylva post, we needed a quick trip to knock the dust off our Airstreaming skills before our next Big Trip in a couple weeks. You may know that we are...
This little foray into Western NC had two stops: Sylva, to more easily access hikes west of Asheville that would normally be out of driving range, and Asheville, for our usual eating/drinking/hiking/city adventure and fun. (We had to cancel the...
We haven’t even started our next Airstream trip (leaving next week!) (possibly subbing Babcock State Park in WV for Nashville as the TN State Fair has bumped us from our preferred campground at the Fairgrounds Nashville), but we’re already deep...
As of this writing, we’ve taken the Airstream to Asheville SEVEN times: Two days in Asheville (and our beer notes from the first trip) at the start of The Big Trip in 2016 36 hours in Asheville at the start of our...
We’ve stayed in a lot of campgrounds across and up and down the US (see where on this map!), and Misty Mountain Camp Resort in the village of Crozet, just outside Charlottesville, Virginia, is the nicest campground we’ve found–which is...
We specifically went to the Carrboro area to see a band we love, Destroyer, whom we followed from Asheville. A lovely bonus to this stop is that my mom, sister, and nephew live nearby and could pop over for a...
I am a horseperson. Not a literal horse-person hybrid (although my mom might disagree with that when remembering the behavior of my 12-year-old self), but someone who since age ten has loved horses almost as much as dogs (come on,...