Tag: Camping
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Two wasp stings within two weeks caused Jeff’s oversized allergic reaction. Since we’re often hiking and in zero cell service zones, he’s now a member of Team Epi-Pen, just to be safe. The medications cocktail he’s on at the moment to bring down the swelling, fight any infection, and manage the itching is really something.…
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We’ve survived two short but sweltering heat domes in The Beangle since arriving in New Hampshire two months ago. And, no, it doesn’t have AC. Yes, it was pretty miserable. The high humidity certainly didn’t help. It made everything feel like they had been dipped in used dishwater. We rated these six or seven days…
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It was an unseasonably cold morning and we had some free time, so we drove around on a whim and ended up in Harrisville, an old mill town that looks like it slid off a vintage postcard. After strolling the few short streets, we stopped for lunch at the Harrisville General Store where I asked…
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We’ve arrived and settled into our next few month’s camping site. The Army Corps of Engineers’ Project Manager and Rangers have been very welcoming and helpful, seem thrilled to have teamed up with us, and feel certain that this is going to prove to be a good fit for both sides. After two days, the…
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Hi, I’m Jamie, he’s Jeff, and we’re traveling full time in a small teardrop trailer we call The HMS Beangle. Ok, it hasn’t been that long since my last post, but it’s definitely been a minute. The last few weeks have involved much reading, much relaxing, and some very wonderful days spent camping with Bob…
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Beginning six weeks ago, we met a new nemesis, a very demon from hell sent to test our patience. We fought it valiantly, and I believe we finally have the upper hand. For this spring, at least. Remnants remain, though, in nooks and crannies of the trailer, the truck, and our lungs, eyes, and souls. Both Fairy…
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A lot of people out West like to talk smack about the Appalachians and other eastern mountains, and we admit to it as well. But after spending almost 4 months at or near sea level, it was a little thrilling to see the word Mountain in a campground’s name again. While hiking, biking, and driving…
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First and foremost, I have a grievous error to acknowledge. I have been misleading you all about Longleaf Pines for some time, and for that I apologize. What I often thought was a Longleaf (Pinus palustris) was instead a Loblolly Pine (Pinus taeda). I know. I know. It was a careless, but I also learned…
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Was I too harsh on Charleston? Maybe. Maybe my disappointment about our visit to long-anticipated Fort Sumter colored my experience. Maybe it was the busyness, the expensive fanciness that I can no longer abide (or afford). I don’t know. Regardless, we won’t be rushing back to it. What I loved about our time there was…
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Since there was only one spot available at Crooked River State Park in St Marys, Georgia, we didn’t look too far into the site’s details. ‘Will it fit a pickup truck and 15’ trailer? Yes, ok good thanks.’ One of the deeply fun parts of having a small teardrop trailer is backing into a ridiculously…
