It wasn’t long before our company, Sydney, started moving around and waking up. I had to snicker to myself, how could anyone sleep with all the racket my Papa was making.
I’m never disappointed when I’m close to the ocean. Visiting Eureka, Ca
Sydney, Jagger and I rode a short distance in the Workhorse from the location where the bike purchase was made, to the beach in Santa Cruz. There we get out to walk along the cliff above the Pacific Ocean and the view below.
Another Drizzly Morning – Introspection of a Retired Vagabond Jagger seems lethargic, not his normal perky self. Maybe it’s because of another wet morning. I can relate, feeling stiff and sore as my […]
I was ready to move on and asked Jagger if he was too. Of course, I expected no more than a tilt of his head, not a real response. I […]
Our move to San Simeon State Beach Campground was less than an hour’s drive. It’s not my first trip to this area, but my first stay at this state park. […]
Jagger and I left our home early in the afternoon. Our destination was the beach to do a little exploring. Our first stop however, was Ace Hardware in Morro Bay. […]
I step down the steps and when I get to that last step … Whoa! What? Someone has stolen my adjustable step
Did I mention Jagger is blowing his coat? This is his third season we’ve traveled together and I’ve never seen so much hair and fur! It’s everywhere! I’ve turned everything […]
Good morning trail partners. In the last post Jagger got anxious and pushed our adventure along. I’ve linked some of the photos for the lost dirt mound below. We camped here last year too. It’s better known as The Lost Dutchman State Park. It’s a wonderful state park with both electric and non electric sites. I’ve also put a link below to the campground review. Boondocking in the Desert Recently we have found ourselves with destinations lacking internet making posts scarce. But don’t think that has affected our adventures! our camping has been where our Internet is limited the last month or two and our activity
Just as in life, somewhat sadly, but proudly, I get in line following the caravan of buses carrying my grandson and his friends to highway 101 North. It seems like yesterday when I said goodbye to each of my children as they left for their Sixth Grade camp. They too came home with a sense of a little more independence and some pretty entertaining stories!
[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 […]