Newport, OH

Two weeks of social interactions left us feeling full. Full of love and full of the desire to go hide somewhere near a river in an RV with our cat. We found ourselves at Harris RV Park, which is cheek by jowl to the Ohio River. The Ohio River plays the parental role for Ohio and West Virginia – separating the two states so that there is no risk of “he’s touching me! His arm is on my side!” We slept in Ohio, which is questionable. Look at statistics. Statistically, Ohio isn’t real. (If we must have conspiracy theories, this…

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Greensburg, PA

Greensburg: current home to several friends. Past home of a few more. Reason enough for a visit for us! There were not many options for RV overnighting in the Greensburg area from late October into early November. We found ourselves hunkered down at a KOA 20 minutes outside of the bumbling city of Greensburg. A KOA with an amazing (and still inflated!) jumping pillow, but scant running opportunities if you didn’t want to possibly die by car or truck speeding down a narrow road. The perks of a good KOA We found ourselves driving out to meet the various rail…

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Kane, PA

Red Bridge Campground in Kane, PA provided us the perfect decompression environment after a busy, mostly bucket-filling two-and-a-half-weeks in Rochester, NY. Red Bridge Campground No, you didn’t miss a blog. I have written numerous blogs about our stop-overs in Rochester, NY in the past, and am choosing not to write another this go-round. We did thoroughly enjoy our time there. We camped out in Webster Park. Attended a much-loved friend’s wedding. We loved on and were loved by friends and family. I ran 50 miles around Canandaigua Lake (my favorite ultra). We took Lucy to the vet, where she reminded…

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St. Johnsville, NY

We landed in St. Johnsville, NY for a night after spending the morning clenching our buttcheeks with worry as a team of refrigerator installers worked to implant Dyna with a new cooling unit. New fridge day We’re not good at trusting other people to work on Dyna. We’ve had experiences. Ok, mostly Jake is not good at allowing it. But I question allowing it too, so it’s pretty consensus. New fridge! So shiny! So new! So working! Other than a water leak gushing out Dyna’s side (poorly installed fitting) and lack of proper alignment of the fridge itself – both…

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Burlington, VT

After a harrowing drive in our behemoth of a mobile home through the busy, crowded streets of Burlington, we arrived at a janky little campsite at North Beach Campground. North Beach Campground We were pretty stoked about this campground, which is nestled next to a greenway that juts into Lake Champlain if you travel North, and terminates in the city of Burlington if you traverse two-miles South. The campground left a bit to be desired; mostly in the form of space. While most of our neighbors during our week-long stay at North Beach Campground were quiet, there was one neighbor…

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Stowe, VT

We rolled into Stowe Vermont sore and thirsty. Sore from the lactic acid that just did not want to recede after an epic hike in the White Mountains in Franconia, NH. Thirsty at the thought of Alchemist Brewing being just a few miles down the road from our overnighting spot at Gold Brook Campground. Lucy approved campgroundLucy approved campgroundLucy approved campground Scott & Ellie continued their visit with us, working from the picnic table outside during the week. We found Stowe to be pleasant. I was surprised at the ratio of those in the Boomer age group to any other…

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Franconia, NH

I’m in love with Franconia, NH. It is one of the most beautiful, uncrowded places I have experienced. The running in the area is superb. The views are outstanding. It’s quiet. After two days in the area, I came back from a run and announced to Jake: “I’m ready to live here now.” So, we started house shopping. And then we realized that Franconia is 7.5 hours from ‘our people’ and 7 hours from a Wegmans. And… we’re just not quite ready yet. We might be getting ready for roots. But not yet. Maybe soon. Maybe part-time roots. And maybe…

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Salisbury, MA

After roughly a month plodding around the Maine coastline, we knew we wanted to provide Dexter with a taste of the beach before we sent him packing back home to start the school year. Having stumbled into the surprise (to us) area of NH’s coastline back in July, we decided it would be a good place to enjoy a bit more beach time before the summer ended. We snagged a campsite at Salisbury Beach State Reservation and set about insisting Dexter enjoy the beach. We’d maxed out our yearly overnight limit over at Hampton Beach State Park just up the…

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Southwest Harbor, ME

A weekend of solitude over on the Schoodic Peninsula side of Acadia National Park suited Jake and me excellently. Dexter, however, has different requirements for the sustainment of his happiness. And by different requirements, I mean he requires a pool. ‘Pool’ is nestled between ‘shelter’ and ‘food’ on the bottom rung of his personal Maslow’s Hierarchy. Honestly, it probably replaces ‘clothing’, but we insist he keep that need on his pyramid. (That’s being an adult, right?) Smugglers Den RV Park pool So, we shuffled over to Mount Desert Island, ME, home of the brunt of Acadia National Park – and…

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Schoodic Peninsula, ME

We were stoked to have a campsite at Schoodic Woods on the Schoodic Peninsula in Acadia National Park for two weeks. However, due to the complication of our current-resident 10-year-old needing a pool for entertainment so that I can get work done (poolside work still gets done!) during the week, we ended up only spending a long weekend in our excellent campsite at Schoodic. Starlink up top Rolling in on a Thursday meant Jake and I still had full workdays on Friday. We quickly found that the Verizon and AT&T service was less than usable in our campsite. While we…

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