Happy Holidays from the Oregon Coast

City Holiday Display in Florence, OR

2018 has been a long year.

Don’t get me wrong! I am not complaining, because I know how lucky we are living the way we do. We don’t have average 8-5 jobs, we hardly ever have to set an alarm to wake up, and if we don’t like our neighbors we just move without having to pack a single box.

An entry in the Holiday Float Parade in Florence, OR

We started the new year in Las Vegas playing poker tournaments at Binions. From there we got to spend time with our friends and families in the Pacific Northwest. The Mr. had to have a pretty serious surgery that took almost half of his liver. I am hobbling a bit with an unknown (for now) diagnosis. The year was long and life continues to always try to get in the way, but we are still Writing on the Road – so I consider 2018 a win for us. I hope it was for you and yours as well, but if it wasn’t – there is a new year just around the corner. And, hey, that is how we always find our best dry camping spots…by looking just around the next corner!

Coos Historical Railway Display in Coos Bay, OR.

During this holiday season remember that we all have our own gifts to give to the world, whether it is writing, or photography, or just some simple painted rocks that you leave laying around for others to find a free smile. Perhaps you take garbage from the ocean and turn it into art. Maybe you are a connoisseur of beer? Whatever it is that you do – just do your thing. Do it great. And always try to be better than you were yesterday…or last year.

Veteran’s Memorial Park in Florence, OR

So, at the end of 2018 try to take a minute and appreciate what the year gave you. Love? Happiness? Friendship? Tell them you love them! Tell them they make you happy! Tell them you are grateful for their friendship. New job? Work hard! New dream? Make it come true! Heartbreak? It means you still love beyond yourself and that makes you amazing.

A snowman hitching a ride on a small boat. I hope he doesn’t fall in!

Happy Holidays from Write on the Road!

Near the Siuslaw River in Florence, OR
We hope your path in 2019 takes you somewhere beautiful!


For more information about the Oregon Coast Historic Railway you can go here.

You can learn more about Florence, Oregon here.

The Real World

The Real World


We at Write on the Road know that we are lucky in so many ways. Neither of us have to go to an 8-5 job, and very rarely do we even have to set an alarm clock. Isn’t the alarm clock the worst sound ever? No. No, it isn’t. The worst sound ever is my mother yelling my name from across the house when I was young, but alarm clocks are definitely a close second.  

Not my actual mother, but obviously she is someone’s actual mother – look at the irritation on her face – you can’t fake that.

We both realize how lucky we are, but don’t be fooled by looking at our lives from the outside. We actually have to come back to the real world way more often than we like. Between family emergencies, and family stupidities, medical issues, and the maintenance costs to RV full time, the real world is something we know quite well.

This summer has been difficult with ALL of the above mentioned issues, but we are still hanging on to the dream. The most recent was a medical issue; Mr. Write on the Road had a liver cyst the size of a small puppy. Picking a name that was gender neutral, we chose Ollie (Oliver or Olivia). Ollie was just born 5 days ago, and we have discovered that full time RVing is not ideal for an intensive abdominal surgery, or the healing that comes after. We are doing our best, but it is not comfortable for the Mr. at all. Although, I am not sure that living in a sticks ‘n bricks would be any better; he is kind of a whiner. In his defense, they did remove the cyst, about 40% of his liver, and his gallbladder. 

The giant dark spot on the liver is Ollie.

The surgery was done by the liver clinic at Portland VA Hospital, and they were completely amazing. They did an excellent job on the very long surgery, and kept me updated as they progressed. The VA Hospital also arranged for us to stay in a nearby Fisher House, which is a non-profit organization that provides lodging for Veterans and their family during medical emergencies. The Fisher House in Vancouver, WA was exceptional. They provided a beautiful room with Cable TV and WiFi, invitations to community dinners, a stocked kitchen to prepare your own meals, and a full laundry room. I simply cannot say enough good things about the Fisher House. I am completely grateful to the organization.

View of Portland from the VA Hospital

Barring any family emergencies or family stupidities, we should be able to get back on the road soon. We can’t wait to share more travels, adventures, and cheesy jokes!

* If you are interested in sending gifts for the birth of Ollie we are accepting gas money, or alcohol for the Mrs.