Trippin' with Susan Straley

Greetings from Steve's Kitchen in Hernando, Florida. We have been getting ready for six months of travel.  We have planned our summer and fall journey. I have made the reservations.  I wrote everything down in my calendar and on a spread sheet.  But I still worry that I missed something or... I don't know what.  I just worry... but not a lot.  Like when I am recording our bike trip in the Puglia area of Italy onto the spread sheet.  We used Tripsite.com to book the tour.  They sent a list of the days and where we would be each day (not the specific lodging location yet, but the towns).  And their listed days didn't line up with my listed days and I could feel the panic rise as I tried to remain calm and figure it out.  I figured it out.  It is all good. I have packed up my stuff and moved much of it over to Steve's and moved out of my Condo.  It isn't rented out yet, but I hope to rent out the condo furnished again this summer....

September 20, 2023 Today I noticed that the blog posts from our travels in August and September arrived in your inbox out of order.  Whoops! Hopefully you figured it out when the last two arrived out of order. I had wrote that you probably would not hear from me until we returned to Florida in November.  But, again as usual, things happen differently than we plan.   We decided once we got to Steve's house that it would be rushing ourselves to spend over 10 days riding the GAP trail and the C&O trail before we head to Florida.   We were ready to be in one place for a while.  So we canceled our bike trip! I don't have regrets.  I am hoping we will do at least the GAP trail in a couple years. In one place, we can attend to banking and washing our trucks and trailers and getting the yard ready for Steve's absence over the winter and next summer. And be here to visit his fun mother who is having health problems. We are planning on fun while we are ...

Greetings from Virginia! First... we were in South Carolina. We stayed a few days at Hunting Island State Park campground. While there we drove about 25 miles to the Spanish Moss Trail.  Googlemaps directed us wrong, but we found the trailhead anyway. We biked the Spanish Moss trail through the low country where we could look out over tidal grass lands and estuaries.  The trail is about 11 miles long giving us a 22 mile ride or so. On our way back past this downed tree we met a man who told us he had just walked past that place the day before, when it was windy and rainy.  The tree came crashing down behind him just after he passed! The tree we identified using our phones as a sweet gum tree. We stood quite a while chatting with him.  He was quite interesting.   I asked if he was from the area.  He said he grew up in New York and his parents sent him down to his grandparents every summer to keep him out of trouble.   His grand parents had a l...