All things medieval draw many to France, and Sarlat is especially blessed. Or all things Renaissance, as the case may be. As soon as I pulled up in front of…

I flirted with the familiar yesterday, twice, because I’m tired. Outside Roanoke, Virginia, last night the campgrounds were full by the time I was ready to stop. Seems that people…

After doing next to nothing yesterday, I feel as if I’ve done a big adventure today. I am sitting in my camp chair facing the lake, of which I do…

A land that time forgot feels pretty nice these days. I woke to light snowfall, and the snow-topped Pueblo Mts. outside my window. After coffee, I got dressed and headed…