The Las Vegas area has so much more to offer than the Vegas Strip. Roy and Judy invited me along while they explored some of
Outside of Las Vegas in the Eldorado mountains at Eldorado Canyon is a tiny town called Nelson. There’s nothing there but a few modest homes
From beautiful Sedona to the lights of Las Vegas–talk about culture shock. We didn’t spend a whole lot of time on the Strip, but we
It doesn’t have to be a sweeping view of a magnificent place, although making time for that is pretty awesome. The biggest blessings are those
Saying goodbye to Sedona was sad. We loved the area so much, but it was time to move on to the next stop (Las Vegas).
What could be better than a campground in the sprawling Verde Valley outside of Sedona, Arizona? Nothing. Especially when there is a winery next door.
The motorhome survived the eight-inch snowfall and single-digit temperatures while in the Grand Canyon area, so we headed to Sedona, Arizona. We soon discovered driving
Our friends, Judy and Roy, and Mike all supported my quest to get my National Park passport stamped wherever possible. It never failed in helping
During our time near Sedona, Arizona, we visited Tuzigoot National Monument, which is located in the beautiful Verde Valley. From the road and Visitor’s Center,
This is a hard blog to write, simply because there are no words or photographs to do The Grand Canyon justice. It’s not a place
My daughter, Dani, is a very thoughtful young lady. She wasn’t sure what to give us for Christmas, but she came up with a wonderful
The Grand Canyon, of course, was one of our planned stops while in Arizona. We had to move our timeline up a couple of weeks,
Here’s another throw-back Thursday from our trip to Louisiana. There’s a tiny company called the Konriko Rice Company in New Iberia, Louisiana. They do rice
Winslow may be famous for its location on Route 66 and the noteworthy ‘Standin’ On The Corner Park,‘ but it has a sobering tiny roadside
I was standin’ on the corner in Winslow, Arizona, And such a fine sight to see. It’s a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed Ford,