From a Junkyard Brewery to the Lavender Farm
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Working the dream life for 17+ years.
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Our Harvest Hosts free overnight camping membership pays off again with a refreshing stop at the Route 66 Junkyard Brewery in Grants, New Mexico.
More random photos of full-timing fun from another trip in the Wayback Machine.
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Remembering why we needed a fulltiming storage locker and laughing at the silly sentimental things that end up costing three times their worth.
On our way to Fort Collins, we re-discovered why we love Boondockers Welcome, when a kind host put us up at their five-acre ranch property near Pueblo.
Video of Tour de Fat bicycle parade Fort Collins Colorado 2010.
Fort Collins Tour de Fat on Labor Day weekend is more fun than Burning Man.
Why we decided not to move to Etna, California, in the Scott Valley area.
We’ve traveled many miles searching for our ideal community. A few times, we thought we might have found it. But . . . The thought of moving into a small town is nice, but few have the diversity that we feel makes life more interesting. We crave the solitude of 40 acres in the sticks, but fear we might go nuts being so isolated. And …
Travel to the Upper Midwest, and once you get off the interstate, you’ll find long, winding county roads that can take you through miles of gorgeous farmland and forests without ever seeing more than a few other vehicles. Traffic? Stoplights? Nope. Just plenty of cows, corn and water. Last Friday, we’re cruising along on Wisconsin’s backroads, going from our campsite at Harstad County Park, (about …
Since the first time my knobby tires hit dirt back in the early 90s when I regularly biked Mt. Tam in Marin, I’ve always wanted to hit the trails in Moab, Utah. Those red mountain single tracks, biking to the edge of a thousand foot drop on some mesa . . . all those things I heard about, there they were, at our disposal when …