In search of the continuous road trip
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! Lisa and I have a lot to be thankful for this year. Thanks to everybody for reading our blog, posting your comments, and sharing our stories with your friends. It’s been a great trip so far, and we hope your travels this …
It’s 2.9 miles to Frenchy’s cabin via the Dog Canyon Trail … and 1,500 feet up (Frenchy used the trail to move his cattle between his summer and winter grazing fields). Lisa mentioned the elevation change when we were starting, but it took a while …
Thanks to our pals at Gelato Vero for sponsoring us a drink in Taos, NM at the Adobe Bar in the Historic Taos Inn! Of course we went for the local produce: a glass of Gruet sparkling wine for me and a Santa Fe pale …
“If you have some time tomorrow, check out the art museum,” our buddy Drew told us. Later he said: “One of the things I like best about Indianapolis is that it continues to pleasantly surprise me.” Oh, understatement. The Indianapolis Museum of Art is awesome. …
Ultra-local papers are the best. They are a window into the soul of a town and its residents. This dispatch comes from The Weekly Crust of Terre Haute, IN. We grabbed a copy while eating at Wise Pies Pizza & Subs (it’s their paper). Rocky …
The Concrete Park in Wisconsin is bizarre. Here’s the brief, brief history (long version here): In the 1950s, ex-lumberjack, Fred Smith, creates a shit-load of sculptures over 14 years in his 60s and 70s. They’re concrete, decorated with glass bottles, shells, and other objects. In …
We’re a week in. Seven days ago we woke up in Chicago, loaded everything into our van, and headed north to Wisconsin. Now we’re in Upstate New York for a wedding. Later today, we’ll have spiedies, a Binghamton specialty (FYI: don’t spell them “speedy” — “the term “spiedie” …
Ultra-local papers are the best. They are a window into the soul of a town and its residents. Our first dispatch comes from The Daily News (no website, sorry) of Watkins Glen, NY. We grabbed a copy while eating at Glen Mountain Market and Bakery. …
This here’s Rocky. He’s a slate Toyota Sienna. That there’s not an RV. Rocky is originally from Massachusetts by way of Japan. He’s 3(ish). He’s run 1,379 marathons so far, and he’s itchin’ to jog a few more. Rocky hasn’t always been a vagabond – …