Travels with The Rayman

We hadn’t been gone from house for 20 minutes when I stepped on the break of The Dog House (RV), and a large crash ensued.  ”What the hell was that?”, the Rayman bellowed.  In my shy and meek voice I … Keep Reading…

A trying day.  A day trying to get things done.  A very trying day.  But was it, really? So, we need to leave our campsite in Camp Champoeg, OR.  A lovely spot.  With full grown trees throwing shade our way.  … Keep Reading…

This is an experiment.  I have downloaded a tune that, if you click on the arrow above, you can listen to as you read today’s tale.  Good luck. At approximately 6:30 a.m. this morning I catapulted from bed upon hearing … Keep Reading…

Yesterday we decided that we needed to take a hike…literally.  So off we went, parked the car at a trailhead and bounced down the trail which wasn’t anything special.  However, we were using our legs and so we followed our … Keep Reading…

People, this is a rough life.  The Rayman and I sit under four lumbering juniper trees which are providing glorious shade.  Besides the beautiful flowers and the other RVs, we can see one of the Sisters mountains, adored with snow … Keep Reading…

I’m missing my writing so I’m writing to satisfy myself.  It’s not that I have a lot to say.  Just saying. The great northwest continues it’s rush to break all heat records, I’m pretty sure.  Oh, I know.  We said … Keep Reading…