Saludos from San Felipe in beautiful Baja California, Mexico!
As we make our way back into our 1978 VW Bus, we join the Mali Mish crew and cross into Baja Mexico for the Winter…
Short accounts of our family’s travels organized as digital postcards. The places we love the most and the stories that we think make them so special.
As we make our way back into our 1978 VW Bus, we join the Mali Mish crew and cross into Baja Mexico for the Winter…
The swankier green that Austin glows.
Endless straight traversions of empty two lane highways broken up occasionally by a few turns through some mountains. Welcome to the Basin and Range.
Inn the grand scheme of things, we all sleep better in the snow.
Time amongst the elders, as friends.
To launch full force from the Eastern Sierras and into Tahoe sets a standard of experience higher than most acts would care to follow. Utterly dazzling are the open desert stretches melding into small town hellos and climbing through Pinyon forests, into Jeffrey pines and arriving at the pinnacle of it all, the pristine Lake […]
A pristine turquoise lake, the Sierras as the backdrop and a perfect boondocking spot to serve as base camp for it all.
Leaning into Yosemite from the Eastern Sierras, living among the national forests that line this slice of California’s most beautiful stretch of road along US 395.
Meeting the eldest life on earth, and the snowstorm they served us as a greeting.
The campgrounds, weather and daily living off a family exploring the Owens Valley, the Eastern Sierras, and especially Mt. Whitney.
It’s a Dr. Seuss kind of world where everything is a bit extraordinary. Trees with mop top leaves and shaggy bark clothing, scroungy coyotes and boulders like toppled over sandcastles. And plenty of space to be free.
The hum of the highway, Phoenix outskirts in the distance, and the promise of a campfire.
Coyotes go howl and saguaros go kingly royal with their bicker.
Living amongst the cacti, the night sky, and the desert’s abundance.
The moon came up slow. Many and cumulus were the clouds covering the horizon, and from about a half hour below the tops of them it shone up through like the opposite of how the sun’s rays pour Jesus Christ “awe” down usually. We watched as Super Mario style mushroom worlds morphed into tusked skulls, […]