Category: Travel

Great Adventures

Great Adventures

As you know, Cowboy Bob and I traveled to Rome to see what we could see. I had been to Rome before, sometime after the Colosseum was built, but before Pope Frances took over, but Cowboy Bob had not,...

Cruising in Carhartts

Cruising in Carhartts

A blog by Cowboy Bob That Idaho gal kinda got under my skin when she suggested we take a cruise, to the south of Spain, the sun coast they call it. I prefer to run my own ship if you know what I...

Whole Lot of Shaking Going On!

Whole Lot of Shaking Going On!

People often ask me why I do what I do…writing, traveling, cruising…and truthfully, I ask myself, “Yeah, why?” The truth is they keep me out of trouble, keep me from getting bored, and I learn lots...

Stay the Course…The Adventure Continues

Stay the Course…The Adventure Continues

A Blog by Gail Cushman Last night I lost my hearing aids. The night before it was my glasses and prior to that it was my phone.  I’m on a ship going somewhere, aimed toward Europe, but I have...

Eating Out in a Flyover State

Eating Out in a Flyover State

This year I’ve been spending time in Montana as well as Idaho, both lovely states, and those who call either state “fly-over states” are very wrong. They both have lots of color and character, as I...

Where Does Time Go?

Where Does Time Go?

I have a faulty calendar. It reads November, which is in direct conflict with my brain, still idling in March or possibly April, but I’m sure as shootin’ that we have not yet reached summer, let...

A Whale of a Story

A Whale of a Story

I decided to take a little trip to celebrate my son’s birthday, the start of his fiftieth year on this earth. He lives in Nome, Alaska, so it isn’t exactly a walk in the sunny park to get there. It...

Dancing with Mother Nature

Dancing with Mother Nature

  I needed a little R & R, so decided to risk life and limb and get on a ship for a little cruise. The trips to Alaska are cheap right now and it is only September, so I figured that it wouldn’t...

Fading Days

Fading Days

I got out of Boise this week, out of the heat, the traffic, the smoke, and it felt good. I like the feel of fall, and donning a sweatshirt and blue jeans reminded me that fall was in the air. I...

Get Cracking’ and Start Packin’

Get Cracking’ and Start Packin’

I’ve been in Florida for a couple months and realized this morning that it is time to pack up my suitcase and return to God’s country (Florida is nice, but God’s country is wherever your roots are,...

Wrinkly Butts: I’m Not in Boise Anymore

Wrinkly Butts: I’m Not in Boise Anymore

I was tired of eating my own cooking, so decided to venture across the street to nice little restaurant with an outdoor patio called Hurricane Wings, which turned out to be a good decision. I had...