Lakeside Living

One of the many things we love about our Airstream is that it becomes whatever we need it to be, depending on the location. Last weekend, it was our beach cottage. This weekend, it was our lake house. It has also served as our mountain cabin, our urban oasis, our country home. Throughout the pandemic,…

To Nobody’s House We Go

Typically we go over the river and through the woods to Grandmother’s house for Thanksgiving. Okay, that’s over the Mississippi and through Woodriver, Illinois, to Alton, where Jon’s mom’s apartment is, but you get the idea. Not this year. Taking the advice of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, and of Dr. Anthony Fauci,…

Good for the Soul

Like many Americans, we found ourselves weary and worn as we continued awaiting the results of the presidential election. We were eager to escape the worries and woes of the world. So we set out for Loyd Park on what promised to be a beautiful fall weekend. We weren’t disappointed. A little before 10:30 a.m.…

Back in the Groove

After last weekend’s set-up fiasco, we needed to get our groove back. Fortunately, we had a beautiful (and level) campsite near the water’s edge, perfect fall weather, gorgeous sunsets, and a spectacular Blue Moon. We arrived around 6 p.m. on Friday, and after setting up–without incident–we enjoyed cocktails while watching the sun set over Joe…

Lesson Learned

We arrived at our camp site around 6 p.m. on Friday and immediately began the routine of setting up. The site was short and not very level, but we were confident that we could make it work. After maneuvering into place, we attempted to de-couple the hitch from the ball. The added stress on the…

A Change of Routine

This weekend was our first attempt at a “new normal,” necessitated by a change in Cliff’s work schedule. We arrived on Friday, as usual, and enjoyed a typical Date Night with an exceptional grilled tenderloin and veggies. But on Saturday, we awoke at 6 a.m. for a quick cup of coffee and dog walk before…

Home on the Range

We’ve been camping at Loyd Park for more than five years, but we only started to get acquainted with it this weekend. A postponement from earlier in the summer forced us outside our comfort zone, so we found ourselves at the opposite end of the park for the first time. While we were out walking,…

Stars in Our Eyes

Inventor and travel promoter Wally Byam once said, “Keep your eyes on the stars, and the stars in your eyes…see if you can find out what’s over the next hill, and the next one after that.” Perhaps that’s why the travel club established in his name uses a star to indicate membership milestones. Although it has…

RIP, RBG

We arrived for our weekender, anticipating a transition to early fall-like weather. But shortly after setting up Cloud 9 and firing up the grill, we were shocked and saddened to learn of the death of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg. After nearly three decades on the court, and several bouts with cancer, she died…

Return to Routine

After a long, hot summer with two months of at-home weekends, and after trekking to Colorado’s Black Canyon of the Gunnison and Great Sand Dunes national parks, we finally resumed our weekend routine at Loyd Park. It has been five years since we designated Loyd Park as our weekend destination of choice, so our absence…