The United States is our home. Which state is home? We are not really sure. Bonnie has lived in thirteen different places across five states. Trinity immigrated when he was twenty-seven.
For us, the USA is a land of opportunity. It is where we both started with nothing yet through hard work and sacrifice we were able to overcome poverty. It is a place that gave us opportunities that lead us to our current nomadic freedom. It is not a perfect place, no country is, but it is filled with friends that I love and beautiful places. I am grateful for all it has given.
Steam hisses from vents all around us creating clouds that obscure the horizon. The rising fog thickens as it spreads out in the cool morning air. Yellowstone National Park at every hour of the day holds something unique. It contains elements like that of standing on the edge of a volcanic crater combined with an […]
Over half of Idaho is public land. Its name means “the land of many waters.” From Lake Coeur d’Alene to The Great Rift stunning landscapes are a feast for the eyes. Rocky mountains and sprawling lakes with water clarity made us want to jump in and experience the pure liquid although its freezing temperature kept
The Pacific coast of the United States is a full sensory journey. It includes rugged coastlines, ancient trees, and craters that defied our understanding of blue. After leaving Quartzite, a mecca in Nomadland, we stopped in northern LA to visit with Trin’s family. From North LA we drove up the Pacific coast to Seattle in
Trin and I have been nomads since 2016. Maybe that is why we were so curious to see the new Nomadland movie. It premiered in Sept 2020 and won the Academy Awards prize for best picture in 2021 along with a ton of other awards. Nomadland is based on the non-fiction book Nomadland: Surviving America in
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The frigid wind blew around us as we led her by the hand. Her eyes were closed tightly. Madi, my niece walked one side of her and I on the other. We steered right and left as the path wound towards the cliff edge. “Almost there, keep them closed,” we whispered. She giggled. We guided
The washboard road seemed to rattle our every bone. Trin and I could see the glances from our three friends that we convinced to go with us. The glances said, “Where are you taking us?” A plate flew out of the cupboard and shattered on the floor. The cupboards had good clasps but the road
If you look at a map of Pennsylvania you will notice that the top center of the state seems to have very few roads. In the middle of this remote area is a little paradise called Jersey Mills. I spent seven years of my childhood in this wilderness. The population in our town back then
After a month of house sitting in North Carolina, meeting with friends and participating in a video with Travel is Life, Trin and I headed north. We have many more friends to see before we head back out of the USA to explore new continents. One of our first stops in Pennsylvania is dear old
“I decide against bringing a knife. It would raise suspicion if I ever have to explain to anybody. I will have to use some rocks, or my bare hands if it comes to that. I just need to tie her up and fashion a sling around her so I can hike back down easily with
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Moraine Lake glistened before us. It was as far as we had planned to hike that day, a moderate 6.8 mile loop with a 2000 feet elevation gain. Beyond the smooth surface of the lake, Charity beckoned. She is the youngest and tallest of the three volcanic peaks collectively known as the Three Sisters. She sang a song of beauty that had our feet pushing further up the path as if the pied piper himself were playing his song for us.
