Postcards from Real Life: Unknown Lands

I don’t think many people would argue that it’s thrilling to go to a place for the first time. There are not many things that can generate the same nervous excitement and anticipation that makes your senses hyper-aware, soaking up every amazing detail. But I think the sign of a true traveler is finding the unknown IN the known. Last …

Unexpected Treasure: Skidaway Island

I’m going to fess up from the start. I’m a mountain girl. So when I visited Skidaway Island for the first time in November 2011 it was because of a geocaching event, not for the allure of Georgia’s coast. Which brings me to my next confession… I loved it. And I was very excited to return this past November, not …

Postcards from Real Life: Traveler

Today’s quote would have actually been perfect for my very first Postcard on the Art of Exploration but this week as I ponder this year’s travels, I’ve been thinking about how I approach those plans. I don’t have a bucket list per se however I obviously do have places I would like to visit. Those places are the inspiration for …

Another notch on the birthday belt…

Today I get to tick up my age another notch. Of course, we all know that age is as much a state of mind as it is number on our driver’s licenses. I’ve had my times this year when I felt “middle-aged” but I’ve managed to maintain the attitude and energy of a twenty-something for the most part. Anyway, I …

Resurfacing…

Well dear friends, the last couple of months have been intense here at Camp Granola. And the last few weeks have been downright insane and exhausting. But we are at last finally moved and the pressures of house showings, packing, and the like are behind us. We get to downshift into unpacking and settling into our new headquarters… and planning …

Senses

Today finds us nestled at Skidaway Island State Park along the Georgia coast outside of Savannah. We’re here for our second go at the pirate-themed Going Coastal geocaching megaevent. I’m not a beach person by any means. Even having grown up in South Florida, I’m much more at home splashing through the Smoky Mountain’s streams or tromping through Colorado’s aspens. …