I don’t think there are a lot of people in the world that can say they went to a remote part of the desert, with random people from the internet, and came home with a new family. Well, that is exactly what we did.
Overland
Voila (You won’t believe it’s instant) Coffee
Those of you who know me, know I am all about coffee, and many of you have seen the kit that travels with me. With a cross-country flight and week-long camping trip I was dreading the thought of instant coffee. Luckily I was saved with an opportunity to try Voila Coffee before the Kickstarter Campaign got underway.
Disapointment in a State Park
Growing up, well, I never really grew up, but when I was younger, my family lived in Chino Hills California. Even though it is only 40 miles east of Los Angeles, it was known for corn and cows, or the smell of cows to be more precise. Chino Hills was a small family town on the edge of one of the largest dairy preserves in the country.
A little over a mile from home was the entrance to Chino Hills State Park.
The land has a rich and long history. The spanish settlers ran cattle through the area, and most recently, before the park was formed in 1981, much of the area was used for grazing cattle, there are still some remnants left within its boundaries. Currently the park is protecting over 14 thousand acres and is part of the Puente-Chino Hills Wildlife Corridor.
Review – Slumberjack Arctic Cloak
I am ALWAYS cold…
All the time.
Cris swears it’s an iron deficiency or something.
So I was absolutely stoked when we were handed a Slumberjack Arctic Cloak to review on a recent trip to Death Valley, where we were prepping for temps in the low teens overnight.
200,000 the hard way
BlkWgn has hit a milestone, that’s right 200,000 miles. While its early life appeared to be easy, in the time that we have had it, the miles have certainly not been. After a long search we found the perfect rig on at a used car lot in Orange County Ca. The body was straight, the paint was shiny and without a scratch. The hook for the Warn winch was missing, but the line looked unused. The lockers engaged with a solid pull of the steering, and the sway bar disconnected quiet and smooth. Not a scratch or speck of dirt in the undercarriage, and a set of street tires. This was obviously somebody’s pavement queen and had rarely, if ever, seen a dirt road in its 73,000 miles. Oh, I almost forgot Paige’s favorite features, dual climate control and heated seats.