This exactly describes where we’re camped at our first California State Park campground by the ocean: Leo Carrillo State Park, directly west of LA at the foot of the Santa Monica Mountains. We walk under the bridge with this mural (imagine dolphins jumping up to meet bald eagles, all painted by children) to get to […]
Author: Shelly
Former nomad, currently adjusting.
In Search of the Bloom
For a week, we’re boondocking on BLM land at the Carrizo Plain National Monument, the largest native grassland in California. Before I get to why we’re here, I’ll give you a rundown of how we got here, because my friend Susan told me that people don’t understand that this, too, is part of our lifestyle. […]
Introducing GDTR Guest Writers
New voices have joined me here! Here are regular posts by sets of friends we’ve made on the road, friends who RV full-time or mostly fulltime or who help us RV. Click on their names for their posts, or click here for all guest posts: Guest Posts Here are a few: And here are our […]
Lola’s La Jolla
This is Lola. Lola is a good friend. When we were first camping near her part-time home of San Diego, the only spot we could find was in Laguna Mountains, where she drove up to camp in a tent beside the trailer in the cold to visit us. Lola loves La Jolla. Now that we’re […]
Sweetwater Summit
It’s a chilly, drizzly day on top of Sweetwater Summit at its regional park campground—in the town of Chula Vista, directly east of San Diego. But no matter: we have full hookups, which means we can run the heat pump on city electricity (saving our propane for nights in the tent), and I’ve been gleefully […]
The Beach Every Day, Several Ways
Today, we move on, from Tijuana River Valley Regional Park to a whole honking half-hour away, to a county park east of San Diego. A week there, then up the California coast. As I leave here, I realize it might be the only place we’ll be on the entire Pacific Coast where we could walk […]
Tiny Tea House
Although there’s no swimming pool and no slippers by a plush bed, this is my favorite little house so far. Yes, I always say that! But look how inviting it is. First Floor Downstairs offers two lounge areas for you and a friend, plus a small washroom. Or you can sit on a rattan chair […]
Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes
You know I’m unsure how I want to say what’s on my mind when I resort to quoting Jimmy Buffet. Sadly, this isn’t the first time on my blog, either. I do have lots of impressions floating in my head that I want to get out on paper, mostly about being back on the road […]
Our Second-year Nomadiversary
Yep, two years ago today, we left Tracy’s house and took off in the Airstream. What a shocking and terrible and adventure-filled, wonderful year that was. On that anniversary, for my own amusement I compiled one photo per month in this post: first-year nomadiversary. The next year included a homecoming reunion with everyone we miss, […]
Pacific Ocean High
After eight months of mostly glorious Southwest desert, we finally landed near San Diego to begin our trek up the Pacific Coast. Not a moment too soon. (And I realize the John Denver song is about an elevated place, whereas the ocean is the namesake for sea level, but let’s go with the other meaning […]
