Twelve Feet, Six Continents, One Year

Welcome to the northeastern-most corner of our RV adventure. On the afternoon of Friday, August 30th, we reached Acadia. This involved much less traffic than I expected, especially as we drove north from Boston on Labor Day weekend. Life was still exciting, though, as we navigated the RV through tiny Maine villages and up to our oceanside rental house.   We are joined for this weekend by Uncle Alex (Elise's brother), Aunt Suzanne and Cousin Claire. WE celebrated being together by going for a hike near Long Pond. We had about two miles of "moderate" hiking to an elevation of about 650 feet and then about three miles, mostly along the lakeshore. It was very photogenic. Jon, Claire, Lily, Alex, Cate, Elise, Suzanne, Ali and Henry in front of Long Pond at the start of our hike. All smiles! The troop  Lily and her lipstick rock One of the coolest trail signs I've ever seen. Appearing soon in a Patagonia catalog Cate was very specific abou...

Dear Reader, Having successfully broken the streak of consecutive daily posts, my attention turned to the looming milestone: one month on the road. I'm writing on Sunday, July 21. We left Portland on Sunday, June 23. In case you've forgotten, that was spent approximately one week on Whidney Island, one week driving to Minnesota and the last two weeks with Elise's parents in Duluth. This past week was camp for all four kids. Lily and Henry went to an overnight camp on Sturgeon Lake, about an hour's drive south the city. Ali and Cate went to day camp, also offered by the Duluth YMCA. Among other things, this meant that Elise and I got to disappear for 24 hours up the North Shore of Lake Superior. For a moment, I need to tell a story from almost two years ago in order to explain why we're doing what we're doing this summer. First of all, we have been talking about doing this trip for several years. In the fall of 2017 we (the two of us) went to Italy for two ...