When we started traveling in March 2017, I thought that we would reach the Pacific Coast in California, but we actually reached it via Oregon. Usually, if you meet Americans from Oregon, they will describe their State as the most beautiful / best / most fun State in the country, so my expectations were quite high. As soon as we entered Oregon, we had the impression to be in a different country. The spirit of freedom is real here. Oregon still has something of a lost world, and despite the summer fires, we found hundreds of miles of pristine nature. We have been in Oregon for more than a month and can’t decide if we should ever leave. Continue reading “On The Road: Wonders Of Southern Oregon”
When Henri and I crossed the border from Wyoming to Idaho, we started using more and more what’s commonly referred to as BLM Land in order to camp. BLM means Bureau of Land Management and it’s the Federal US institution managing the use of these public lands —lands that are owned by all Americans (as opposed to owned by a single, private landlord or corporation). These beautiful preserved lands, comprising 640 million acres that nobody can privatize (yet) are hands down one of the best things I discovered about America. Continue reading “My Own Public Idaho: The Beauty of America’s BLM Land”
We have one “people traveling in a van” problem that does not have a solution: rain. It has been raining SO MUCH since we started our road trip along Lake Michigan and Lake Superior. See, our van is actually a car which is a great house when it’s sunny, but miserable if it rains for more than a day. Stuff gets easily wet, it doesn’t ever get dry, we are stuck inside our super small van. Continue reading “Climbing a Giant Dune In The Rain – Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore, Michigan”
This week, Henri and I camped and hiked in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. It was our second visit to a U.S. National Park after the Everglades and a highlight of our journey so far. Continue reading “The Great Mountains of Tennessee – A visit to Great Smoky Mountains National Park”
About a week after we left New York, Henri & I had the incredible privilege of being able to visit a special place in North Carolina, the Spruill Farm.