Sometimes you just need to take the afternoon off.
Even if it’s a Thursday afternoon.
And find a secret place to mess around in the water.
Daily Category: Adventuring
Adventuring. Overlanding. Camping. Exploration. Backcountry hiking, skiing, snowshoeing, and more!
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Meat Cove and Back Again
The new expedition rig seems to be working out well for Ruby Jean, but there’s really only one way to know for sure. Time for a quick trip up to the northernmost tip of Nova Scotia.
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Expedition Rig Maiden Voyage
With the July 4th holiday behind us and only beautiful weather in front of us, it was time to load up the pupper and take the new rig out for a test run.
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Map & Compass Workshop
Be prepared. Prepared for what? Why, for any old thing…
When you travel out into the unknown as much as we do, it’s wise to know how to get back home. Our digital devices are great for this, but as we learned in Newfoundland, you can’t always depend on the availability of power or a signal. So Alison asked an experienced hiker-friend for advice and she graciously invited us to join a map and compass workshop she was planning with her husband.
We started the morning with some group training and soon moved on to a full day of field work.
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From Truck to Trailer Goes the Tent
Grab some firewood ’cause we’re nearly ready to camp!
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Light as the Ether
Last night I had a dream. I dreamt I was as light as the ether, a floatin’ spirit visiting things to come. The shades and shadows of the people in my life wrassled their way into my slumber.
And then I dreamed on, into the future, to a Christmas morn’ in the far away land where Nathan Junior was setting up camp with a kindly couple who preferred to remain unknown.
And still I dreamed on, further into the future than I’d ever dreamed before, watching Nathan Junior’s progress from afar, taking pride in his accomplishments, as if he were our own, wonderin’ if he ever thought of us, and hopin’ that maybe we’d broadened his horizons a little, even if he couldn’t remember just how they got broadened.
If not New Hampshire, then a land not too far away, where all parents are strong and wise and capable, and all children are happy and beloved. I don’t know. Maybe it was Utah.