Trips

I smell a tradition. Or maybe that’s just the sulfur.

I smell a tradition. Or maybe that’s just the sulfur.

You might remember a little hot springs trip we took last year over St. Patrick’s Day weekend. It was basically awesome. Well, by the luck of the Irish (but really just our super-organized & forward-thinking friend Lesley), we were able…

Bright lights (little boy) big city

Our Thanksgiving trek back East was a success. Maybe it’s because Eli is a little older or maybe it’s because we have a few under our belt, but this trip went extremely well. Staying with someone, anyone, for nine days…

Twue wuv in Stumptown

Portland is home to good friends, I’ve said it before but this trip out west, there was much more in store. We signed up for adventure and slept on a boat, saving some dough and loving the float. Off to…

Backpacking babyless in the Bighorns

We love taking Eli along with us on outdoor adventures. We also love leaving Eli with the grandparents and hitting the trail without child. This past weekend, we did just that and spent four days/three nights out on a 30-mile…

31 Days of Adventure: Day 31 – Aventura

What the past six days have looked like… Mexico was pretty amazing. More pictures (and video!) coming soon. I’m still unpacking. While packing. (Unrelated but also puzzling…how is it already February?)

No dead bodies here.

We took Eli on his first camping trip this past weekend. It was what my husband wanted to do for Father’s day and we both wanted to prove something to all those naysayers that told us we’d never use our…

Don’t stop Belizean

When people ask about my honeymoon, words fail me. Thoughts and images must suffice as complete sentences are lacking. pineapple, papayas, plantains, Placencia and pina coladas scuba-diving with nurse sharks, moray eels and sea turtles no work, no laptops, no…

Best of 2009: Moment of peace

There’s something about heading out on a backpacking trip that is synonymous with peace for me. Maybe it’s because I know I won’t have any chance to log in or maybe it’s because I know that all I have to…