The Stories We Tell

We met some fellow Airstreamers this weekend who had traveled to Texas from California. As we typically do when meeting people for the first time, we started sharing stories about ourselves and our adventures. The stories we tell about ourselves come from our own experiences, but over time some have been embellished for comedic effect,…

A New Springtime

In discussing the purpose of the Second Vatican Council, Pope John XXIII famously said it would open the windows of the Church to let in a little fresh air. Last week, as the balcony doors opened and Pope Leo XIV stepped out to greet the throngs gathered in the square below, the fresh air seemed…

Rain, Then Shine

Our weekender began with rounds of rain, flashes of lightning, and rumbles of thunder. We managed to set up between the raindrops, but decided to spend our Date Night indoors, considering the cold-front chill that settled in for the night. Chef Cliff grilled a tenderloin steak to perfection, which we enjoyed with our favorite Carnivore…

The Camping Life, Recalibrated

The death of Jon’s mother earlier this month, while sad, was not unexpected. For the better part of the past two years we have traveled monthly to stay with her for several days at a time, sacrificing our regular camping life along the way. Now it’s time for us to recalibrate our camping life, directing…

Winter Weekender

We chose the weekend of the winter solstice for our monthly camp-out. Despite the weekend having the shortest day of the year (only 10 hours of daylight), we enjoyed relatively mild temperatures and calm conditions. In addition to enjoying an excellent Date Night steak, accompanied by a 2021 Treana Cabernet Savignon, and a crackling campfire…

The Expected and Unanticipated

We decided to camp out the weekend before Election Day, for both expected and unanticipated reasons. We expected that, by this time in the 2024 campaign season, we would be eager to tune out the relentless barrage of political ads. But we hadn’t anticipated needing the weekend to familiarize ourselves with our new tow vehicle:…

A Wonder-fall Time

After seven weeks without camping, we made our way to Loyd Park for a magnificent fall weekender. The weather was ideal, with warm temperatures, low humidity, and clear skies. We spent much time outdoors, walking around the park and relaxing under the pavilion, enjoying cookouts and campfires. We’ve missed the regular cadence that has been…

Salt Lake Adventure: Day 1

Cliff was offered the opportunity to visit Salt Lake City for meetings with his team from Western Governors University and commencement exercises, so we decided to camp there for the week. The first day of our Salt Lake adventure was spent driving from Dallas to Amarillo, traversing seemingly endless miles of oil fields, cattle ranches,…

Empty Nesters

Our weekender at Loyd Park was our first campout without a dog. We said goodbye to our precious little Duke just 10 days ago, but the feeling of loss is still profound. When we started camping in 2013 our canine companions were Gunny, Baxter, and Ranger. We said goodbye to Gunny in March 2014. Then…

Farewell, Aunt Doris

We headed to Loyd Park for a beautiful spring-like weekend, but our minds were focused on the main event: the funeral for Cliff’s Aunt Doris. She died on February 12 at the age of 100 after having lived a good life, by all accounts. There was sadness, but also a sense of relief. She had…