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Sagamore Beach, MA

Scusset Beach State Reservation, in Sagamore Beach, is located just across the bridge from Cape Cod proper. We decided to plop down here for 10 days, which would also conveniently get us through the 4th of July holiday. Cape Cod, technicallyScusset BeachScusset Beach State Reservation Summer holidays in campgrounds are not our favorite things. This includes snagging a campsite on a summer holiday. People really enjoy planning their summer vacation a full year in advance. We’re spoiled and rarely plan our front yard more than 2 weeks in advance. Which doesn’t jive with the subset of America who reserve every…

Narragansett, RI

It took me all five of our days in Narragansett to stop calling it Narrangansett. That extra n is so tempting. We very much enjoyed our campsite at Fishermen’s State Park in Narragansett. It was roomy and decently private – something we’ve been deprived of for a little while now. And it was decently quiet – or quiet enough to get some good rest at night before the fishermen filled the nearby roadway for their daily pilgrimage around 4 am to the docks on Great Island. Fishermen’s State Park, Area 4 Our campsite tempted me into daily yoga sessions outside,…

New Haven, CT

A beautiful sight appeared before us while traveling in our wheeled house from a camp spot near NYC to an RV park near New Haven, CT: a billboard for the PEZ Visitor’s center. The PEZ Visitor’s Center immediately became my pièce de résistance for the area. Yale? Yeah, whatever. A good portion of the residents of New Haven apparently hate the place anyways. (There was some interesting graffiti strewn about New Haven indicating some… tension.) PEZ Visitor’s Center? YES PLEASE. (There was no graffiti indicating a hatred for unfair labor and taxation practices of the PEZ Visitor’s Center.) PEZ Visitor’s…

Croton-on-Hudson, NY

After several weeks spent in Owego, NY (my hometown area), we plopped down in a campground nestled up to a former landfill-now-VIB (very important bird)-area; Croton Point Park in Croton-on-Hudson, NY. Being an hour train ride into the city, we were not expecting too much solitude. And we didn’t get that much either. But not due to human or infrastructure noise. VIBs everywhere It was the birds. The birds, who are VIB… were loud. All day. All night. Loud birds making loud bird noises. I like birds. They do funny things and they excite Lucy. Like when they eat from…

Winchester, VA

We’re currently headed towards the Northeast for the summer. Winchester, Virginia happens to be on a route that could leave us in that general direction. In addition, Jake’s younger sister, Emily, attended college in Winchester, and while we’ve been to the city in brief spurts to visit with her or attend her graduation, we never spent time exploring the city. Candy Hill Campground We secured a spot at Candy Hill RV Park, where we greeted by a crew of cantankerous management, parked, and regretted not leaving the campground upon arrival for the next 5 days. While the campground is well…

Buena Vista, VA

Buena Vista, VA exists in a sneakily beautiful area of the U.S. with a sneaky habit of bastardizing pronunciations in a manner that shouts: AMERICA! Beuna Vista, VABeuna Vista, VABuena Vista, VA… okay?Beuna Vista, VA We arrived at a first-come, first-served camping area in the town of Buena Vista, which is pronounced Bunna Vih-sta, and were greeted by Billy Bean, the director of Guy’s Jam, a BlueGrass gathering that just happened to be taking place when we pulled into Glen Maury Park camping area. He coaxed me into this golf cart, shuttled me around an open field lined with posts…

Kingsport & Johnson City, TN

Johnson City, Tenneseeeeee! Johnson City, TN That song is the reason why we knew Johnson City was a place. (Thanks Old Crowe Medicine Show and mostly Darius Rucker.) We snagged a couple of campsites at Warriors Path State Park for Wednesday through Tuesday, tossed Scott and Lucy in the rig, and left Knoxville for the Johnson City/Kingsport area. Warriors Path State Park was interesting. The sites were a bit jumbled, seemingly plopped willy-nilly, and often at strange angles. A busy park, it was packed on the weekend with happy campers and their herds of cyclically giggling/crying children who seemed to…

Knoxville, TN

Knoxville is a smelly, unmuffled, scrappy city with good ice cream. City on the left, Dyna on the right. We parked Dyna on the top of a parking garage at the convention center downtown for 2 weeks and were treated to a (sometimes barf-inducing) bouquet of aromas for the entirety of our stay. Overall, I reflect on Knoxville fondly. Mostly because it is one of the few cities in the U.S. that provides RVers a place to live pro tem within walking distance of its fun stuff. My heart hosts a (currently mostly vacant) spot that can only be filled…

Chattanooga, TN

I have a difficult time thinking of Chattanooga without the Chattanooga ChooChoo song invading my mind and then hanging around for hours on repeat. If you do not know this song, then I’m not going to recommend clicking that link. If you do, I am sorry that it is now on loop in your brain too. I know this song because I grew up with parents who dabbled in the world of antiques. Throughout my childhood years, I spent many many hours in antique stores. Some, my parents owned and operated. Others, they rented space to sell their treasures in.…

Helen, GA

There is so much meat in Helen, GA. Meat (Jake + in front of Jake). Spaetzle. It’s pretty much the only thing there is to eat. That, and buttered soaked noodle dumplings, otherwise known as spaetzle. I don’t eat meat, although Jake does. But, I completely agree with everything about spaetzle. After nearly two weeks of spaetzle, however, I was probably sweating out butter on my runs. Therefore 10 days was probably about enough time spent in Helen, GA. Which is adorable. Helen, GA is adorable. Meaty, buttery, touristy, and adorable. Formerly a struggling logging town, and briefly a mining…