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Glacier National Park: So Worth the Drive!

After traveling for two years full time in our RV, one of the questions we get asked most often is “What’s your favorite place?” Each of us has a different…

After traveling for two years full time in our RV, one of the questions we get asked most often is “What’s your favorite place?”

Each of us has a different answer but there is no question (Except for maybe Thing One who at this point of teenagedom tends dislike everything we like. Don’t tell him that Brent and I actually like New York City or New Orleans or else he’ll change his mind.) that Glacier National Park is in our top ten favorite places. Or maybe even our top 5.

I imagine a visit to Glacier is perhaps the closest thing you can get to wilds of Alaska without leaving the boundaries of the lower 48. We stayed in Glacier for a week and could have easily stayed another week. The first few days were spent outside the park at a RV resort with other full time families, families we had met in Yellowstone.  A few days later we moved to Apgar Campground within the park boundaries. Our “backyard” was the kind that makes the RV life so appealing. A large private site under a canopy of trees with a path leading straight to the shores of Lake McDonald where we watched the most glorious sunsets and even one sunrise.

We spent the afternoons in Glacier exploring the park. We drove the Going to the Sun road for stunning vistas and wildlife sightings. We hiked to Avalanche Lake for a picnic lunch. We rode bikes through the forest on roads still closed for the season. We spent an afternoon wishing we had a 4×4 truck when we took a dirt road to Bowman Lake. We went back in time at the Polebridge (a “town” of less than 500) Mercantile where we ate delicious homemade pastries. We the boys swam in the cool clear water of Lake McDonald.

Glacier NP Mountain Sunset and Wading Glacier NP Little Boy at Sunset Glacier NP Romantic Glacier NP Mt Waterfall Reflections Glacier NP Me and My Love Glacier NP Lunch Breack Glacier NP Little Mountain Goat Glacier NP Mountain Goat Baby Glacier NP Picture Taking Glacier NP Clouds and Mountains Glacier NP Polebridge Glacier NP MT Polebridge Bakery Glacier NP MT

Floating Glacier NP

Sunset Glacier NP

Like all places of beauty and magic the week passed too soon and we found ourselves on the road again heading west. Thankfully, we have pictures to remember these days of serenity and adventure.

Glacier we will return!

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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Nomads in Wonderland – Yellowstone National Park

Steam rises and swirls in a dance with the wind. White mud bubbles and boils like living pots of paint. Geysers explode from the earth daring to touch the clouds….

Steam rises and swirls in a dance with the wind. White mud bubbles and boils like living pots of paint. Geysers explode from the earth daring to touch the clouds. Water rages through the canyon and trickles out of cracks. Rings of yellow and orange surround crystal clear springs filled with water so turquoise, it makes you wonder if you have ever seen turquoise before.

It’s every bit as magical and mysterious as I expected. And more.

We are in Yellowstone National Park.

It is the first, most famous, and most visited national park in America.

A giant caldera is responsible for the dynamic geothermal shows. Deer, bear, bison, elk, and many other animals make this natural wonderland their home.

And for 10 days we made it our home too.

Boardwalk Yellowstone Silhouette

Geyser in the Distance

Mom and boys Canyon Yellowstone

Steam Rising Yellowstone

crazy geyser yellowstone

Old Faithful at Sunset Yellowstone National Park Dad and boys Yellowstone Elk Yellowstone NP

Old Faithful Geyser Yellowstone

Jump Yellowstone

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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Saying Goodbye in Salt Lake City

We were supposed to say goodbye in Provo. We didn’t. We were supposed to say goodbye on Antelope Island. We didn’t. Instead, Brent and I decided to head back south…

We were supposed to say goodbye in Provo. We didn’t.

We were supposed to say goodbye on Antelope Island. We didn’t.

Instead, Brent and I decided to head back south to Salt Lake City to spend a few more days with our dear nomadic friends.

Temple Square Salt Lake City UT

We visited Temple Square where our friends proved how much they really do like us when Brent and I decided to ask our sisters, a.k.a. tour guides, two millions questions about Mormonism. Fascinating.

Friends Salt Lake City UT

We explored (and got lost) the streets of Salt Lake City and ate German food at Siegfried’s Deli. Highly recommended.

GMO March Salt Lake City UT

Never mind that we all live in RVs because you know you are really with like minded people when you come across an anti-GMO march and find yourself wildly chanting and cheering along with the protestors.

Trader Joe's Salt Lake City UT

Clementine and I cleared the shelves at Trader Joe’s.

The Grill Hero Salt Lake City UT

Brent played grill master.

After a few days in Salt Lake it was time to say goodbye and this time…

Another Group Hug Salt Lake City UT

…we did.

Goodbye Salt Lake City UT

Eli escorted us to the gate on his bike.

Sniff.

See you down the road friends!

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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Adventures on Antelope Island

So we thought we were going to say goodbye to our village friends Sunday morning in Provo. The RVs were packed so we took our goodbye group picture and gathered…

So we thought we were going to say goodbye to our village friends Sunday morning in Provo.

The RVs were packed so we took our goodbye group picture and gathered for hugs.

Then…

In an attempt to deal with my sadness and to throw out one last effort to put off having to say goodbye, I half jokingly said something about coming to Antelope Island with us.

Pause…

After some discussion the village decided to head to Antelope Island State Park for five more days together!!!!!!

YES!!!!!!!!!

The sun smiled and a bluebird came out to sit on my shoulder

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah-zip-a-dee-ay! My, oh my, what a wonderful day!!!!

Sunrise Antelope Island UT

Antelope Island is the largest island in the Great Salt Lake. While Antelope Island is only a hop, skip, and a jump from Salt Lake City, it feels like a world apart with its nearly untouched beauty. Mountains surrounded by golden rolling plains overlook the glassy water of the lake.

Visiting Antelope Island State Park UT

An abundance of wildlife, most notably bison, call Antelope Island home. The bison were everywhere: dotting the hills, on the roads, cruising through the campground, and even on the beach.

Three in a Row Bridger Bay Campground Antelope Island UT

Bridger Bay Campground, while primitive, was a beautiful spot to call home for five days.

Morning Coffee Antelope Island UT

We sat on a hill overlooking the lake, a perfect place for morning coffee.

It was a relaxing week filled with bike rides, walks, and being with friends.

Swimming in Great Salt Lake Antelope Island UT

We even braved the cold and wind to take a quick dip in the Great Salt Lake.

Burrrr Antelope Island Great Salt Lake UT

Burrrrrrrr!

Buddies Antelope Island UT

Buddies!

Don't look behind you

I finally got to spend time with a blogging friend and her family who I met online over 5 years ago. Some bison cruised by at dinner.

Brent Biking Bison Antelope Island UT

Brent and I slipped away for some hiking and a bike ride.

Bison on the Beach Antelope Island State Park UT

I have this habit of calling beautiful places “magical” but right now, even with the bugs and the bison poop on the beach, I can’t think of a better word for Antelope Island.

Magical.

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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People not Places – Provo, Utah

After leaving Moab we had to make a choice between heading down to Zion and Bryce Canyon or meeting up with our friends in Provo, Utah. We chose our friends…

After leaving Moab we had to make a choice between heading down to Zion and Bryce Canyon or meeting up with our friends in Provo, Utah.

We chose our friends because if we’ve learned one thing it’s the people not the places that really make the journey. Afterall I have a feeling Zion will be there for a while and who knows when we’ll cross paths with our friends again.

The boys were happy to get to spend a week with their friends. There was jumping, skating, sleepovers, bike riding, and a campfire.

DI Thrift Store Provo UT

Jema, Clementine, and I spent an eternity afternoon in the thrift store. Ahhh, women after my own heart.

Thrift Store Wedding Dress Provo UT

I considered renewing my vows just so we could were these dresses. 😉

That Jump Place Provo UT

Jump!

Buddies Provo UT

Silly skaters!

Popping Bottles Provo UT

Clearly, I’m not Mormon.

The Village Provo Utah UT

The Village Provo UT

The week passed and much too soon we were posing for a group picture before we said our goodbyes.

Or so we thought….

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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The People We Meet – Breckenridge

Yes, snowboarding was amazing. And we made Breck our home for four and half months. But. Breckenridge wouldn’t have been the same without all the people. The people, with each…

Yes, snowboarding was amazing.

And we made Breck our home for four and half months.

But.

Breckenridge wouldn’t have been the same without all the people.

Friends Imperial Breckenridge

The people, with each of their unique gifts, filled this winter with even more beauty.
Old Friends

Our time in Colorado began with a stay with longtime friends from Ventura who moved to Colorado Springs four years ago.

I remember going over to their apartment when they had their firstborn with his little mohawk hair. Now here we are in the middle of the country with our not-so-little littles.

Words are not enough to express how much this family means to us. You will meet none more thoughtful, creative, and devoted.

Fitness Friends

I met up with fitness friends who I had only known online for a number of years.Niki Wynn and Jenn

 We met up with, fellow RVers, Jason and Nikki Wynn. Nikki and Jason are an adorable and creative couple with enough energy to fuel their RV.

(You must check out their site, Gone with the Wynns. So fun!)
Jenn Helen Rick

There was Rick, my favorite snowboarding instructor, who help me go from falling down the bunny slopes to falling down black diamonds. 😉

And spunky Helen from Australia, who I met in my snowboard class.Helen Jenn Keystone Outback

Helen and I spent a day together exploring Keystone and A-Basin.O'dells Keystone

Early March, the O’Dells came for a visit.

We met the O’Dells on a walk through a campground in Savannah Georgia last April. Then in the fall, we stayed five days at their house in Minnesota.

When they got to Breckenridge they learned that their RV didn’t meet the “length requirement” for the campground.

So…..

So they stayed with us in our RV.

It was tight. It was crazy. It was wonderful.

Nothing tests “compatibility” more than staying in an RV together for four nights.

They are truly kindred spirits.

The Village Brecks Adults

Last but certainly not least is “The Village”.

John and his kind caring spirit.

Jema and her thoughtful questions.

Pieter and his generosity.

Clementine and her free “happy-go-lucky” sense of adventure.

Matt and his wicked clever sense of humor.

Wendy and her mad cooking skills.

I could go on but each one of our fellow gypsy friends are brave, unique, caring, and people we feel blessed to call friends.

Dinner with Friends

Of course, there are the kids. Kids who are sweet, kind, and bright. They are missed.

Village Breck

 These are the people I have photos of but there were others who regularly, though unwittingly, made Breck meaningful. Debbie at the front desk, Spencer and Rachel, Casey and Marshall, many ski and snowboard instructors, librarians, friends I met at the fitness center, and even clerks at the grocery store (Can you imagine if I whipped out a camera at the grocery check out line and said, “I know this is weird but I write this blog and you make me smile so do you mind becauseI want to remember you.) all brought a sense of community and familiarity, something that is sometimes missing when you are moving from place to place.

As we travel and live a life full of change, there is one thing that stays the same.

It’s the people who bring this journey to life.

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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It was Epic.

I tried snowboarding when I was about 16. It was something I always wanted to do. Unfortunately, my single snowboarding lesson didn’t go too well. I ended up riding the…

Snowboard Family Epic Mix

I tried snowboarding when I was about 16. It was something I always wanted to do. Unfortunately, my single snowboarding lesson didn’t go too well. I ended up riding the board like a sled down the mountain with tears freezing to my cheeks.

Being a believer in the power of positive thinking, I prepared my kids for the worst before we headed out to Colorado for the winter.

I told them that snowboarding was super SUPER hard and they would probable hate it for the first month.

Parenting at it’s finest.

We were wrong.

At best I thought one of them would love it. Never, NEVER, would I have imagined that both boys would ask to go to lessons and come home happy. Most of the time.

This was their last weekend of snowboard lessons. The season ended on a high note. They rode with one of their favorite instructors and were filmed going down double black diamonds for a Breck website promo.

Thing Two said, “It was Epic.”

Yes, little man this winter was most definitely “epic” and we have the pictures to remember it.

First Day Snowboarding

Our first day on the mountain heading to lessons.

Magic Carpet Thing One

First lesson.

Learning to Ride Thing One51

They went from this…

Thing One Jump Epic Mix

Thing Two Jump Epic Mix

 …to this.

Brent Jump

Brent got his groove back after 15 years off the slopes.

Jenn Jump Epic Mix

Even mama learned to jump.

Steve and the Boys Epic Mix

We are thankful for the Breck Ski and Ride school. The teachers and staff are amazing. They cared for and challenged the boys with enthusiasm.

Not only did our boys have a blast learning to snowboard at the ski and ride school…

Jump Epic Mix

…their lessons gave Brent and I the chance to play by ourselves

Lounging Snowboard Epic Mix

…and time to just chill.

Mama and Cubs Keystone

In March, the boys and I decided to snowboard for 6 days in a row. Some of the days were only a few hours long but we managed to get all our gear on (no small feat) and head to the mountain Monday through Saturday. In our homeschool, we used it as a lesson in “short term goal setting”.

Their commitment paid off and I could no longer keep up with them.  Just weeks before, I was riding slowly behind them offering words of encouragement and suddenly I was speeding along trying to keep them in sight.

Daddy Thing One Epic Mix

Daddy and Thing Two Epic Mix

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Four months at the mountain also gave us plenty of time to spend some quality one on one time with each of the boys.

Like Legos Snowboarders Epic Mix

Dear Thing One and Thing Two,

We have had so much fun watching you go from the bunny hill to black diamonds. While we are so proud of your shredding skills, we are most proud of your willingness to try something new and the courage, patience, and perserverance it took to learn these new skills. Those thing are much more important than any spin or jump. We know at times the winter felt really long, the weather really cold and the rv really small but you guys stuck it out with (mostly) good attitudes. It’s been super fun riding with you and we hope this is only the first of many seasons we get to spend on the mountain together! You both are epic.

Love,
Mommy and Daddy

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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The Life Nomadic

Last week, I was out boarding on the mountain with Brent when I got a text and a picture from two of my dearest friends in Ventura. The text read…

Last week, I was out boarding on the mountain with Brent when I got a text and a picture from two of my dearest friends in Ventura.

VC Reporter Cover and Close Friends

The text read

“Hello sweet friend! Diane and I were having breakfast together at a bakery downtown and look what was on the table in front of us!!! It’s almost like having coffee with you. We miss and love you.”

And how I miss and love them! I can’t even count the ways these two have helped me and loved on me over the years. Diane even spent multiple days helping me sewing curtains for the RV and one day she spent over 12 hours helping me recover our RV couch frame.

I couldn’t imagine a better way to be notified that the article about us had been published in the VC Reporter.

VC Reporter Cover Nomads Family on the Road

 

It’s a really great article that captures our reasons for and the nuances of living full time in an RV.  If you haven’t read it already when I posted it on Facebook you can read it HERE.

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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Magic Carpet Ride

I have had a number of experiences that have been so intense, so spectacular, that I question their reality. Riding a camel through Petra in Jordan. Hiking the Mount of…

I have had a number of experiences that have been so intense, so spectacular, that I question their reality.

Riding a camel through Petra in Jordan.

Hiking the Mount of Olives to watch the sunrise slowly turn Old  Jerusalem golden.

Swimming alone in the Sea of Galilee at dawn.

Dancing and worshiping God with hundreds of Russians along the banks of the Volga River.

Hiking the Great Wall.

Galloping on a horse through the mountains of South Africa.

Visiting a tsumani stuck village on an island in India.

Swimming with manatees in warm spring waters.

And now I can add snowboarding in the Rocky Mountains at sunset.

Yes, snowboarding at sunset through the Rockies is up there with the Great Wall.

And to experience it as a family was pure magic.

snowboarding sunset

Snowboard at Sunset

Snowboarding at Sunset

Sunset snowboarding

These iPhone photos don’t do it justice.

It was like spending 10 minutes in a dream.

Like riding a magic carpet on another planet.

Breathtaking.

Exhilarating.

Awe inspiring.

It makes me almost fearful of the beauty that will be heaven.

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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Ten years in One – Our One Year Nomadiversary

In the days before we left I held folded laundry as if it were an anchor and cried secret tears of fear and doubt. Tonight as I sit at my…

In the days before we left I held folded laundry as if it were an anchor and cried secret tears of fear and doubt.

Tonight as I sit at my computer, a year after leaving home, my fears are not of the unknown but of the known. My fear stems from knowing what it’s like to live the fast paced American way, a life that is too busy to count the freckles on my children’s faces, too busy to watch the sunrise illuminate the changing leaves, too busy to take a friend’s call, and too busy to breathe those big gulps of air that fill every crevice of your lungs and leave you pleading with God to freeze time.

We were there and after 24,717 miles on the “scenic route”, the “fast lane”, especially in southern California where the speed is extra fast, scares me. I’m not afraid of a house without wheels—there are many wonderful things about having a home in a community—I’m afraid of a life without brakes.

This past year we have swam with manatees, canoed with alligators, explored caverns, visited almost 70 National Park sites,  walked in many of the paths that shaped America’s history and numerous other things that I haven’t had time to write about yet but nothing, nothing, compares to the many slow hours with the boys and Brent. When I think back over this year the memories that stand out are cuddling on the couch with schoolbooks while the rain pours outside, sitting around the table as a family for 3 meals a day, and hanging out with my cat but that’s only because he hypnotized me and has nothing to do with being a crazy cat lady. 😉

I feel like I have lived wonderful 10 years in one.

That’s not to say living on the road has been perfect. Raising a preteen in a 300 square foot space is not a fairytale for him or us.

Sitting on the side of the road screaming obscenities fighting in front of the kids is not our proudest moment.

Convincing myself that my 9 year old son won’t get bit by a viper if I let him catch frogs in stream takes the courage and faith of a bungee jumper.

Pulling the boys our of a pit of “quicksand” makes a mess and nearly sent me to the psychiatric ward.

Watching friends go to parties on Facebook makes me feel like a left out 15 year old girl.

Wondering if a payment from a client is going to come through so we can fill our gas tank is not fun.

I still don’t like it (and may even drop a choice word or two) when cans or shoes or mouthwash come crashing out of cabinets onto my face because, for the life of me, I can’t remember that stuff shifts while we are driving.

Putting away groceries in our tiny fridge is like playing a game of Tetris that can’t be won.

I don’t even want to talk about the big black spider I killed in the campground shower this evening.

We have been forced to deal with each other. The good, the bad, and everything, oh yes everything, in between. When you are together all the time in a 300 square foot space there is no sweeping things under the rug. The rug is just too damn small and the dirt just too much. We lost that parental luxury of “pretending not to see” and oh how do I miss it! Problems are always two feet away and retail therapy isn’t an option when your closet rod is already breaking under the weight of too much stuff. I needed my leopard print wedges, damn it!

People always ask me what is the hardest part of living in an RV. Besides trying to convince myself I’m not “living in a van down by the river”, the hardest part is trying to deny the images my children reflect back at me and having no where to hide and no way to deflect the real me. I knew before we moved into a tiny space that I had “stuff to work on” I didn’t realize I was a “real piece of work”. (Okay well maybe I did but I was better at hiding it.)

That is hard.

Yet, it is all worth it and I wouldn’t change a thing except for spider free showers.

While our list of imperfections is great, God’s love is greater.

We may have a moody soon-to-be-teenager but we also have a preteen whose greatest influence right now is not tv or video games but experiencing life outside of the system. Someday when he is confined to a cubicle, he better will think, “I had the coolest parents ever.”

We have an almost 10 year old boy who had gotten to spend countless hours exploring the woods, building fires, fishing, and catching frogs even if it meant his mother had to get an Xanax drip.

While our friends back at home are irreplaceable (You guys know how much I miss you!), we’ve reconnected with old friends all over the country and unexpectedly joined a community of like minded gypsy hearts.

Marriage is 300 square RV is at the same time mundane and magical because there is magic to be found in the mundane. You just have to slow down to see it and when you are stuck in a campground because the gas is almost $5 a gallon you can choose magic or mundane. I didn’t think it possible but a year later I love Brent more than before. I’m certain that someday my heart is just going to burst and, like confetti, be carried away on the wind. Go ahead and gag.

The person reflecting back in the mirror is amazingly even less put together than I once thought but I mysteriously feel more loved than ever before.

I could write so much more about places we have seen, the people we have met, and the freedom that comes with simplicity but that would need a book.

Yes, we have a list of memories as long as the miles we have driven and I wouldn’t trade this year of my life for anything in the world.

And we’re not done. One year wasn’t enough. We still have mountains to ski, highways to drive, states to see, but most of all, memories to make. Memories of boys who are too quickly becoming men and parents who, at heart, refuse to grow old.

Love and Laughter,
Jenn

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