Space Junk

Over two million pounds of manmade garbage is currently in orbit around planet Earth. Eventually and inevitably all of this debris will land on planet Earth. For the most part none of this junk is kept track of...cannot be kept track of...and every year we add thousands of additional large units to this spiraling train of waste. As if we didn't have enough to worry about when we are looking up, we are vulnerable during every moment of our short lives. As if Cancer, car mishaps, falling down stairs or being targeted by violence or negligence, is not enough to be concerned with, I find it amazing that we can survive the assaults dropping out of orbit each and every day. Every time I hear of devastating misfortune affecting my friends and neighbors here on planet Earth, I say, "Space Junk." We just couldn't see it coming.

Spontaneous Camping

For the last fifty years we have practiced adventuring with a general idea of where it is we want to explore however, the day by day details are often left to serendipity...letting the day unfold as it will in front of us. I have never been a fan of making reservations. If a park, restaurant or campground is that much in demand we are in the wrong region or traveling at the wrong time of year. We developed this approach early in our relationship through bicycle touring...long self-propelled expeditions through remote regions of North America, Europe and New Zealand. Decades later this approach has been much easier by using our camper vehicles. We are 'boondockers'...we find what we need by paying close attention to the terrain unfolding in front of us. Some call it 'creative homelessness'.