Postcard from Grayland Beach, Washington
Our first stay in Washington was at Grayland Beach State Park, on the Pacific Ocean, a quintessential Pacific Northwest beach…
Postcard from Fort Stevens, Oregon
Over Memorial Day weekend, we stayed at Fort Stevens State Park. It was an active US base for 84 years,…
Postcard from Portland, Oregon
This week we finally had the chance to meet up with family, spending a day with Frankie and Maddi in…
Chasing Waterfalls
A few miles east of Salem, miles of winding roads thread their way through the quiet, unassuming farm country concealing…
Postcard from Alpacas at Lone Ranch
Recently we stayed at a working alpaca ranch in southern Oregon! The owners, Renate and Richard Gyuro, graciously hosted us…
We’ve hit the road, with no place to return to.
As committed nomads, we’re traveling light ― bringing just ourselves and our sense of adventure.
There’s a whole continent to see and we’d love for you to join us as we explore it. This isn’t a journey to or from any one place; it’s an experience in discovering how much we can live in the moment, at the moment ― in discovering home, wherever we are.
We hope you’ll come along for the ride.
We were spinning our wheels.
Like nearly everyone you know, over our lifetimes we begrudgingly followed the rules (mostly) and dutifully kept up with the Joneses.
We toiled away for The Man, innovated for jobs and community, stumbled our way through raising our children, rented and then owned our homes, celebrated our successes and tried to learn from our failures. We told ourselves that we knew who we were and that we were blazing our own trail.
Yet the tempo and trappings of our lives spoke differently.
There was nowhere to go …
So, in 2015 we hatched a plan to escape ― to finally break free from what we were “supposed” to do and discover what we were “meant” to do.
It was a daunting task. We had a house full of stuff. We had jobs. We had commitments and anchors securing us to a place and a role we’d been playing for decades. Bit by bit we snipped away at the physical ties and the unspoken tethers of social expectation. We determined to deviate from that plan and to chart a course straight into the unknown.
Rachel quit her hard-won and lucrative corporate career. Glenn dialed down his successful writing and consulting business. We sold our beautiful home nestled in the rolling hills of Colorado’s front range. We launched our children to college and beyond.
We downsized and we simplified.
… but everywhere.
Now, with our trusty Jeep towing our modest travel trailer, we will endeavor to explore this continent and ourselves ― giving up our sense of security and giving in to our sense of wanderlust.
We chose to keep our route and our plans as fluid as possible. We will take things slow as we rely on the seasons to guide our latitude, following the temperatures most conducive to our flavor of adventure. We do expect to have to schedule an advance date or two so we can visit a few popular destinations or attend events. Aside from that, however, we are looking forward to letting go of planning everything and seeing where this journey takes us, literally and figuratively.
We are committed to spend at least two years out here, but who knows? It could be much, much longer. This site is a chronicle of our experience and and an open letter to our family and friends.
Won’t you join us?
