Pretty Penny Adventures

BIG TREES. My dream has always been to walk among them — to stand in the presence of giants. That dream came true when I visited Redwood National and State Parks. Big trees. Really, really big trees. They rise from the earth like sentinels — majestic, silent, and proud. These ancient beings have endured centuries…

Up ‘til now, the blog’s been posted based on order in which visited……… I know, I’m completely out of sequence — hopelessly out of order. Julie’s going to lose her mind when she sees this. 😜 But I just checked something off my bucket list, and it was absolutely f***ing amazing. I’m not going to…

Mount Rainier is the crown jewel of Washington State — towering, glacial, photogenic. She dominates the skyline like she owns the place, and honestly, she kind of does. You’ll find her face everywhere — on license plates, in beer commercials, and all over the social media feeds of anyone who’s ever owned a Subaru. Nearly…

We pulled into Crater Lake, and I swear it didn’t look real. The water was so blue it felt like the park service just photoshopped it in every morning before visitors arrived. If you’ve ever doubted the existence of the color blue, Crater Lake is here to smack you in the face with it. We…

Traveling across this country, I’ve been lucky enough to witness the breathtaking beauty of our national parks—landscapes so awe-inspiring they leave you speechless. But along the way, I’ve also seen something far darker: the ugliest side of humanity. The worst was in Loveland, Colorado, at Riverview RV Park. As we were preparing to leave, I…

Olympic National Park was named perfectly — it’s truly Olympic-sized, and the trees are so massive they make you feel wonderfully small. The lakes are clear and deep. Walking through the woods feels like stepping into another world, one ruled by elves and fairies whispering secrets from the treetops. The rainforest has this wild mix…

Woodsy, piney. My dream. I grew up in the woods. From dawn to dusk, life was one long adventure — Capture the Flag, Kick the Can, football in the … The North Cascades

Woodsy, piney. My dream. I grew up in the woods. From dawn to dusk, life was one long adventure — Capture the Flag, Kick the Can, football in the fall, sandlot baseball in the summer, playing army, sledding down the hill in our backyard. In winter, I’d sit by the stream pretending I was camping.…

Dear dedicated subscribers and readers, Blog posts have slowed, thanks to a full-blown rebellion of my technology. First, our locations apparently think WiFi and cell service are optional—clearly plotting against me. Then my laptop, after years of loyal service, decided to retire permanently, leaving me to wrestle with an iPad that acts like it’s doing…