PANDEMIC ROAD TRIP
When I left the hemp farm in Oregon in March of 2020, we had to rush down to our cabin in Arkansas and check on things. Our 15-acre homestead in the Ozarks had been on the market for over a year.
When I left the hemp farm in Oregon in March of 2020, we had to rush down to our cabin in Arkansas and check on things. Our 15-acre homestead in the Ozarks had been on the market for over a year.
When we got rid of our monster travel trailer, we swore we’d never get a camp trailer again. But I found a great deal on a pop-up camper I couldn’t resist.
This little adventure finds us at Monarch Mountain teaching our five-year-old how to ski.
We cashed in our chips and left modern society to try our hand at becoming hippiebillies.
Indy kicked some donkey at last weekend’s swim meet – qualifying for SECAL in every event.
On an overnight trip to Denver last August, we hopped in the pool to beat the heat. Lo and behold, Aspen learned to swim.
Our little bobblehead holds her head up. One of many firsts in the Life of Aspen.
In June 2016, I took the crew camping for a week at Petit Jean State Park in Arkansas. One afternoon in the pool, we taught Cooper how to swim.
It was Cooper’s second time on skis. It was my first time on a snowboard in ten years. Indy left us in the snow. Good times. Check it out.