Dogs Monthly (UK) Magazine Article

Remember this picture?  You can see it again and a feature article on traveling with Rosco & River in the March 2013 edition of Dogs Monthly Magazine!

For my US friends, this is a UK publication but you can order a digital version for less than $5.00 at PocketMags.

-K

Home for Now – Dec. 31, 2012

As they say, the grass is always greener on the other side; a thought that edged into our minds as we sat in dog beds on the floor of our new rental home; driving day chips balanced on one knee and a Manhattan on the other.  We were in such a hurry to stop living in Salt we thought anything would be better—including an entirely empty rental home.  

Entirely.  

Empty.  

Yes, after our cocktails, we ate off of plastic plates, standing at the kitchen island and then crawled into our sleeping bags for the night.  (The Noses could not have been happier with this sleeping arrangement, although Rosco does prefer a tent be included.)

Amazing the amount of comfort that Salt could pack into 19’. 

We did indeed make it from Florida to Colorado where we dropped Salt and all the way out to Laguna Beach, California and back to Evergreen, Colorado before Christmas.  (For those of you keeping track, this amount of driving, done in less than two weeks, almost surpasses what we drove during our nine-month tour of Europe.)  It was a lot of driving but well worth it as we were able to see friends and family along the way and coordinate the shipment of our meager belongings from our 10x15 storage shed. 

While in Laguna, we opted to stay at the Casa del Camino Hotel.  Although comfortable and with excellent service, it is loud and rambunctious late into the evenings, so I don’t recommend it if you are looking for a quite seaside escape.  It is, however, perfect if you enjoy the hustle (every pun intended) of the Laguna Beach scene.

Back in Evergreen, Colorado, we are slowing adding to the comforts of home as the snow softly falls outside.  We are enjoying a fire in the hearth and The Noses staring up at the plush comfort of our new (to us) sofas; having just arrived today, we’ll see how long we can keep the dogs off.   Personally, I was sprawled out reading a book on the one we placed in a sunny corner within 30 minutes of their arrival.

Can this really be the end?  I think there must be one more Musings in me somewhere . . . perhaps for 2013.

-K

PS:  SP and I had a deal that the first one to get a job got to pick their in-home office.  I moved in yesterday, first day of work:  January 3, 2013. 

The Beginning of the End – Dec. 9, 2012

We’ve been back in the US for nine nights but we are finally home; a night in Salt at the very hospitable Duck Creek Campground just east of Paducah, Kentucky.  The rain is coming down in waves and we are enjoying a gin and driving day chips in our full hook-up spot a mere thirty yards from the fully fenced, large, grassy dog area.  (Those of you who have been reading through Europe know the importance of every word in that last sentence!)

We picked up Salt & Pepper from the docks in Jacksonville, Florida on Thursday morning and took them immediately to Camping World for Salt’s new LP tanks (we had to leave the others behind before shipping from Belgium.) Friday we drove to Savannah for a delightful night with some dear, but don’t call them old, friends.  That night was the first time we had spent the night in a house in over fifteen months.  Yes, there was the Paris apartment, but nothing compares to the solidity of a house; it was heavenly.   (Not to mention the Seabass roasted in banana leaves and chocolate bread pudding with German chocolate drizzle.  C'mon Man!)

Becoming friends with people from all over America is one of the greatest benefits of our previous careers; after that wonderful night on Skidaway Island we were treated to another divinely home-cooked meal and night’s rest suffused by southern hospitality with friends in Atlanta.  Don’t get me started on the Butterfinger pie—lord I need some time to get some exercise!  The Noses especially loved this stop as they were provided with a fully-fenced back yard.  Complete with Teasing Squirrels. 

Now we are headed to Colorado almost as fast as Pepper can pull us all.  We will have two nights in St. Louis allowing one day for me to fly to Boston and back for a job interview.  After that it is Colorado, Baby!

-K

PS:  The picture above is of Rosco on Main Beach in the city of Fernandino Beach on Amelia Island, Florida.