Why is my little jack under Carolyn’s rig? Read on to find out!
I decided to skip ahead from Summer 2023 to Baja 2024. I may come back with some ‘what I did last summer’ blog posts but don’t count on it. Baja is just too good to not talk about closer to the moment.I have seen and done so much in the last two weeks! So, let’s travel forward in time to the near – present in 2024 for some Baja adventures! Continue reading
Plastic shed after hardest part done
Instead of travel for a couple of months, I had home improvement projects at a friends plus a few side adventures in the area. If you want more of my travels, you’ll have to wait for the next post, or skip down to the end of this post for the little bits of other stuff I did besides building. My largest project was to build two sheds: one out of old school wood, and one from a kit primarily out of plastic. I’m not going to say one is better than the other – there are many factors in picking a shed. Read on to see the showdown! Continue reading
Three Sisters Fernie on the way back to Alberta
My journey through Southern Alberta took me back to Calgary for a few days, then up to Didsbury for an extended stay. I was going to be building a couple of sheds, upgrading a parking pad, and performing a few small build/maintenance items where I was staying. I thought I might get away with a month, but it turned into more like two months to get everything done. I’m not on a schedule or such, but that was a good chunk of time not out camping! But there were a few things on the way there, read on to see!
Log packed with a Painted Turtles
Edwards Lake was my next destination, at a campsite that I would say is in my top ten favorite spots. I was here early enough that I thought there was a good chance the spot would be available, which it was. I was seeing nice warm spring weather finally, with little wind. It was going to be perfect to get the kayak out on the lake for some extended paddling.
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My early return to Canada meant I was likely to be colder than I’d like. I’d come to Kootenay Lake, which tends to be a bit warmer thanks to the water, but it was still cold. I was paying for camping in Kokanee Chalets and RV park. There was still snow on the ground in the park, that did not bode well for going out on the forestry roads to boondock. I was hoping for proper spring to arrive, with warmer temperatures and melting snow so I could move over to a free and better camping spot. Continue reading
Snow in the mountains as I head north
I only had a week left of my time allowed in the States, so it was time to really put on some miles and get back to Canada. It was going to be two long days of driving, then a short day to get to the border. It sucks that I am not seeing much of the northern half of the continental USA, but that is the way it works out usually – being chased south by winter and chased north by the six month stay deadline in the spring. In my case, it was only a 5 month stay as I had been in the States previously for a month in the spring. This was putting me back in Canada in late March, a bit early for spring in most parts of the country. But I had a plan to mitigate this somewhat. Continue reading
Kelso station sign
I was heading north on my own again, with a long travel day ahead of me. My goal was to make it back to Mesquite, Nevada where I had previously scouted out some cool potential boondocking spots. I expected to find a good spot, one even had a great view of the Virgin River valley. I did not expect to run across another familiar landmark I had seen only in my internet travels. Read on to see what I found! Continue reading
Palm Springs has unexpected walls
From the Salton Sea, it was time for me to head north, back to the land of cold white stuff. My allowed time in the States was coming to an end and I needed to be north regardless of what the weather might be. The first stop on the way north was a fairly short hop as I was not in a hurry yet to get back into colder climes. I might as well enjoy the pleasant early spring warmth as much as possible before heading back into early spring snow and chill of late March. Where better to enjoy the weather than Palm Springs? Continue reading
Living in Slab City is free, like boondocking, in both senses. But like boondocking, it doesn’t quite fit in with regular society. The normal expectations and rules don’t apply here. Perhaps that is why we nomads all come to visit The Slabs at some point; there is an attraction to a kindred spirit lifestyle. As I mentioned in my last post, while I was at Bombay Beach, I took the Grom motorcycle over to Slab City for a little tour. Actually, I visited The Slabs a second time hitching a ride with friends a couple of days later. So, I have a couple of perspectives to use writing about this much visited “last free place” in America. Read on to to be perspectivized! Continue reading
The Greyhound is a cutout in an abandoned building
For the first time in my nomad life, I was going to be caravanning with a group to our next destination. Up until now, I had always joined a group in progress, or had people come to a spot I’d picked out. We were thinking of camping at Slab City, which I felt was better in a group of known friends. However on the way there we discovered an intriguing spot we just had to camp at. It even had water (of a sort) nearby. Read on to see what we found!
