A Camper? Really? Why?

Sunrise in Angor Wat, Feb. 2012

Many of our friends are a little incredulous that we are fixing up a camper with the idea of hitting the road.  They point out that we have a comfortable little sailboat, and live in some of the best cruising grounds in the world--the inland sea that stretches from Seattle all the way to southeast Alaska, three bodies of water collectively called the Salish Sea.   They're right, we could sail here for the rest of our lives and never begin to explore all the islands, harbors and anchorages.  but there are a lot of things we can't see from a boat.  We have only seen the coastlines of America, and very little of the interior, even though Howard did cross the US in the '60's on a GrayHound Bus.  We've flown  across the US  many times, but you can't call that "seeing the country." 

Early morning in Luang Prabang

It's not that we don't travel.  We've seen the sun rise at Angor Wat, and set at Stonehenge.  We've seen monks start their day in Luang Prabang, and winter begin in the Arctic.  We've cruised the Canal du Midi, seen Kīlauea erupting, climbed the Prescelli Hills, steamed through the Straits of Gibraltar, and tagged sea turtles on the beach in Costa Rica, BUT, we've never seen the Grand Canyon, Yellowstone, the Tetons, Monument Valley, Glacier National Park, or hundreds of other wonders of North America.  So, before they take our driver's licenses away from us, or we start wandering away from home with no idea where we are, we plan to hit the road and see what's out there between the Cascade Mountains and the East Coast.

 Sun rising/setting to begin months of winter darkness