It’s my fault. I wanted to do extensive dry camping this year. No sooner had we spent one night in Idaho grass back in June than we gained an extra passenger: a mouse.

We bought some traditional mouse traps and took care of the problem. The pattern repeated. New dry camping spot. Adopt a mouse or two. Lay down traps. Catch the mice within a couple of days.

Then disaster struck. We rehomed our cats and found ourselves wild camping in a large field outside Glacier National Park, on top of tall grass, on the edge of a hill covered with tall brush and trees.

I will never forget the morning I woke up at 5:30 a.m. to work and tiptoed to the living room to grab my laptop. As soon as I slid open the pocket door, I saw something scurry across the floor, right around my baby’s crib. I froze in horror. [Read more…]

Baby Nomad saying goodbye to Blues, one of our RV cats

When we started fulltime RVing in February 2014, our only pet was a bearded dragon named Trogdor. In the past four years, Trogdor passed on, Caspian was born, and we adopted two rescue cats. Over time and extensive conversation, we made the decision to rehome both cats, as we prepare for the next phase of our life and travel. [Read more…]

I drive our 40-foot diesel pusher. Since we don’t tow the Jeep, Eric and I have taken turns with the two vehicles since we started full-timing.

It’s one thing to drive our RV. But it’s a whole other thing to unhook everything and get it on the road in an emergency. Like many couples, the interior is my domain on moving day, while Eric packs up everything outside.

Over the past few years, I’ve thought about asking Eric to show me how all the hookups work. I had some idea, since this has been our home for so long, but I never got around to learning the details. [Read more…]