I broke the iPad in Utah. Unloading the truck and not paying attention, I managed to toss the thing onto the concrete floor of Matt’s garage and it struck, corner-first, thus shattering it. Having harangued the girls more or less relentlessly over the course of the trip to be incredibly cautious about our fragile electronic …
Tag Archives: Unschooling
Rocky Mountain High
So, where the hell have we been? Fair question. As it turns out, I’m composing this quick missive from a secret outpost deep in the woods of Oregon where grass fed beef and kale and multiple rounds of a particularly aggressive IPA are coming at me from all angles. It’s hell, and I may have to stay for …
Rivets, The O Room, Werewolves and The Rim
As happens from time to time, this morphed into a pretty long post, so if you’re the visual type and don’t have the time or patience to read all these words then skip down to the bottom for the photo gallery. *** If there was a single standout moment for me at the Overland Expo in …
Calf Creek
Our stay on the north rim of the Grand Canyon was pretty special for a number of reasons, and reminded us of just how exceptionally rewarding it can be to keep ourselves off the beaten path if only because of the people we meet in these places. We had been chatting with a couple from …
No Map
Back in December, long distant enough now that it feels like a lifetime ago to me, we spent Christmas at the Guadeloupe Canyon hot springs. The girls, as they always do at a new destination, immediately scampered all over the place, exploring the palm stands and bouldering the rocks and inspecting all the other sites …
Forty Four…
A lot of birthdays are taking place in Mexico for this band of travelers, with Sylvie ringing in her sixth and Leonie treating us to the majesty of The Ocho, and a few days my own clock turned over for the forty-fourth time, which is sobering. As of May first, my lovely wife finds herself attached, …
Trailer Park Living
I’m going to be brief, consider this post more of a “proof of life” construct than a thoughtful essay, or revelation with regard to some little known spot in the Baja. As of our last communiqué, the Roving Bugs had left Los Frailes, just a stunning little spot, in search of some small corner of the …
Leaving Los Frailes
We had been joking with Bernie for the past several nights that he keeps pushing back his departure date from Los Frailes so he can enjoy the benefit of multiple sending off parties, which we keep happily throwing for him, but on a Monday morning, after successfully losing the last three of his lures and …
Gallery Time: About Those Snakes…
Limited bandwidth has been really frustrating my efforts to get pictures of the adventures up, but I fought through the pain, munching on some peanuts and sneaking a beer from the fridge in the truck while loitering at a dive shop in Cabo Pulmo and can now present the following annotated gallery of our pre …
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