Escape Artists
Between Miami on the Atlantic and Naples on the Gulf lies the vast expanse of the Florida Everglades. Interstate 75 picks up its moniker, Alligator Alley, for its 100 mile east-west span across the northern boundary of the region. 26
There’s a fine line between brave and stupid. When a cold snap hit Cumberland on Friday with temperatures dropping into the freeze zone, most Rocky Gap campers hunkered down into hibernation mode, or left. These campers bundled up with every
The injured birds of prey at Rocky Gap State Park may not get altitude. But, they certainly give attitude at the campground aviary. While there are no regular visitation hours, you can stop by in the morning. Arrive with a
Eight miles of rolling hills separate Rocky Gap from historic Cumberland. 10 minutes on I-68N and you’re downtown ordering ‘two wit’ at Curtis’s Famous Coney Dogs. 30 minutes on your pedal assist e-bike and you’re riding a two-wheel friendly route
Eight miles and 4 hours of see your breath hiking with nothing but the sound of crispy brown leaves crunching underfoot gives mind and body the freedom of space and time to wander. It can be a clear your head
It’s hard to find fresh lacinato kale (LK) in Bethesda. Safeway and Harris Teeter used to carry it, but wilted greens don’t sell so they stopped stocking it. Trader Joe sells it cut in a bag under the name Tuscan
It was a “Those Were the Days” Friday on our last full day at Big Meadows. Rangers run seven tours a week to The Brown House at Rapidan Camp, the summer White House of Herbert Hoover and his wife Lou
There are dozens of hikes along Skyline Drive, but without a car they were out of our reach. Surprisingly, bicycles are allowed on these shoulder-less, hilly, curvy roads and while our Comos can help us tackle the upride, our instincts
The ranger warned us about the impending weather. He recommended we leave before the front came through. He said that once we paid our camp fees, there were no refunds. Were we sure we wanted to commit? “Game on!” Big Meadows is smack
What a difference a year makes. This time last October we left a consulting gig in Pennsylvania to take Betty west to Phoenix but landed in Tucson cause sometimes things don’t go according to plan. On that GET TO THE WEST