Where van wheels meet dirt road.
Where open spaces lull us - alone and together - to wander, further.
Where home grown combines with wild caught to make the most perfect meal.
Where mother nature does her thing with swollen moon, thunderous hail and colors so, so bright.
Where dirt finds its place on face, hands, feet and all the in-betweens.
Where four wheels meets one on a foggy, wet morning.
This is where all good weekending things happen.