Monthly Archives: May 2019

The world is filled with morning people, or as I like to call them “freaks of nature”. I am not a morning person. Never have been, never will be. This particular morning was worse than most. That said, it started … Continue reading →

At the beginning of my trip I made a command decision; I tossed my truck’s GPS under the seat. I’m a free man. Unfortunately, it also meant I was ill-informed about the distance between Pumpjack and the nearby State Park. … Continue reading →

I fear my travelogue veered into a gear review. It’s an occupational hazard of someone who does activities that requires equipment to obsess about the materials rather than the act. Oh well, it’s my vacation and I can do whatever … Continue reading →

I had high hopes for the evening but I had a hell of a long drive to get there. The thing about driving is, it gives you time to think. My tried-and-true sleeping bag is a Big Agnes. (The model … Continue reading →

[Despite my misgivings, the midnight Stonerocalypse never happened. Or maybe I slept through it? Regardless, I had an excellent night’s sleep and hit the road. While on the road, I decided to type up a post about my, as yet … Continue reading →

The hotel looks empty. While checking in I strike up a conversation with the two ladies running the counter. Perhaps this was unwise because I was feeling loopy? I did it anyway: “I tried to stay at the nearby campground. … Continue reading →

I rolled into Guam, which isn’t Guam, around noon. I was going to meet some friends, chat for a few hours, and then split for a campsite. I wanted to camp solo for the night in one of three or … Continue reading →