Saturday, May 19, 2018


 SO . . .Pete went out on a long walk yesterday and came back all glassy eyed, with a faraway look, sorta staring into the distance kinda thing.  He handed me a picture and commenced to recount details about a mission from "a long, long time ago, in a far away kingdom", where he was flying a gunship low-level, across a triple jungle canopy, keeping the world safe from evildoers. Pete said if he "went down" into the jungle, he'd have to fend for himself with his k-bar knife, fending off 100 foot long, man eating anaconda snakes.

Later in the day, we were on a walk around the campground where I saw this group of what the locals call "umbrella plants".  I told Pete they looked mysteriously just like the triple canopy jungle picture he showed me earlier in the day.  He simply looked up into the trees and whistled an innocuous tune as he walked along the pathway.

Hey Pete, quit eating those strange looking mushrooms on your walks, will ya?

Monday, May 7, 2018

Go away Pete!

Have you ever had one of those mornings where all you want to do is reach for the coffee to get your brain cells moving while someone else is bouncing around the room, all happy and animated, telling you "Wake up!  Lets get going! We've got lots to do!"  ?

Well . . . . today is one of those days.


Sunday, April 29, 2018

Back to the Mother-ship

Every so often, The Wonder Egg rolls back to its birthplace for a little TLC and some modification updates.  This is one of those times.  We are camped out at an exclusive, members only campground in Hohenwald, TN ready for tomorrow's factory appointment.

Bosker is getting back into the swing of being on the road, smelling new smells and breaking new hearts.  If you put on your imagination cap, he even looks a little bit like a heart in this picture.

Friday, April 27, 2018

The 2018 Wander Begins

It's been a long time . . . sorry about that.  Last year, Bosker and I had a magnificent adventure that took us all the way to the land of Vikings and Iceburgs.  Bosker was very busy breaking me in as his new Dad and gave me very little time for blogging.  I'll try and do better this year.

 We departed home today for this year's adventure.  The Tacoma has been retired from heavy towing after faithfully pulling The Wonder Egg 112,000 miles across the land.  With 238,000 miles total, it still runs great and will be a local transportation truck when we are home.  Our new tow vehicle is a 2018 F150 Lariat FX4 with all the bells and whistles.  Let's see if it can match the Taco's performance.

Here's some of why I was a bit too distracted to blog last year.  It was just about all I could do to keep  Bosker out of trouble.  Wish me better luck this year.

Saturday, July 1, 2017


Here's a quick sampling of some of the wonderful experiences Bosker is having on his first camping experience.

Bosker was quickly introduced to the splendor of watching the sunset from a wooded campsite on a lake. He gave it a rapid waggy tail rating.

In Tennessee, I found the perfect campground for Bosker.  They encourage storytellers to stop in, and since Bosker is likely to be a world class "yarn spinner" he fit right in.

In Hohenwald, TN we attended a fiberglass RV rally that had FOURTY Oliver travel trailers attending.  The largest Ollie gathering, e v e r .   Thirty five other fiberglass enthusiasts were there also.  The Wonder Egg had a nice perch on top of a small hill. It's fun to meet more of the Ollie and fiberglass clan.

This is kind of embarrassing.  Every time we crossed a state line, Bosker grabbed the camera and took a picture of the welcoming signs.  I finally asked him why and he said "Don't ya see it Pete?  They all LOVE me and are welcoming me into their state!!!"
(He certainly is related to his 1st cousin, Oscar, isn't he?)

Vermont - the White Mountains - another fiberglass RV Rally.

Bosker enjoys the meet and greet activity that goes on as he is walked around the campground

We made it to the St Lawrence River, where Canada could be seen across the river.  The sunrise over the river greeted us with the splendor and joy of creation as we looked forward to the rest of the summer's adventure.

Bosker was saving up energy for our crossing into Canada.

The adventure continues . . .