Arizona Wintering Begins
It was when I finally started to get a good night’s sleep, that at three o’clock am I woke hearing a terrible loud noise. What now I thought as I jumped out of my bed into reality…
Retired, traveling with my Sidekick Jagger, pursuing the life of a "Retired Vagabond" and blogging about my adventures along the way.
It was when I finally started to get a good night’s sleep, that at three o’clock am I woke hearing a terrible loud noise. What now I thought as I jumped out of my bed into reality…
[alert-note]If you remember, shortly after My grandson Seth, Jagger and I arrive at Houston Mesa Campground, my family and friends arrive. To read part one of this post: [click here][/alert-note] Jagger […]
I call out “rise and shine Aiden”, as Jagger jumps on his bed trying to stir him up. He spent our last night here at Aspen Campground with Jagger and […]
[alert-announce]This morning I spent some time updating my profile page (About Retired Vagabond). Most of it was written and published three years ago and I needed to update some of […]
I’ll never let my guard down again! I thought I could trust man’s best friend, but he really got me. 😦 Should I punish him, naw. Just look at that mug and of course we did come to an agreement with most of his demands met.
Hi Vagabonders! It’s me Jagger. Surprised? I figured you would be.
Once he saw me he spoke up, “Your daughter wanted me to let you know she just ahead chasing down the boys. You’re on the right track!”
“Morning Jagger, Get up ya greenhorn! Today Janessa is coming up the mountain with Aiden and his friends to our camp.” Jagger opens his sleepy eyes and jumps up, before realizing […]
I knew there would be times while dry camping or boondocking that I would need an alternative to my electric drip coffee maker. As I am waiting for the coffee to finish, the aroma permeates the Coach.
[alert-announce]We’re on the road traveling from our boondock camp in the Coconino National Forest to Aspen Campground near Wood Canyon Lake in the Apache-Sitgreaves National Forest along the Mogollon Rim, […]
I guess it could be considered a rite of passage as he is turning twelve. The boys will be camped in a tent in the forest, not far from the Coach.
Stuck in the mud, a hundred feet from the gravel forest road…