Hoover Dam, part deux

When I visited Hoover Dam yesterday, it was my intention to just scratch the surface. I had been there about 10 years ago, and I thought I had seen almost everything.

I was wrong.

When I arrived at the parking deck I was told that the tours were sold out for the day, so I opted to skip the deck and the $10 fee that it included. 😛

I wandered around a bit before making my way to the visitor center. I thought my America the Beautiful Pass would allow me access, but alas… no. Since I was arriving after 2:30, I considered holding off on the visit until the next day, but the attendant had told me that she had one open spot for the power plant and dam tour. $10… SOLD!

two of the four water intake towers

Check out the turbines in the power plant…

… and one of the halls within the dam.

There were some original markings on the wall when cracks were found. This one shows a crack that was discovered on November 18, 1934.

I was also able to stick my phone through one of the vents to capture a bit of video looking upward. At this point, I was 100+ feet inside the dam.

"Trapped" inside Hoover Dam #myscottyadventure

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I tend to stay away from the more touristy things, but I am glad I took the tour. It took about an hour and was a small group. After that, I was on my way to explore. 😀

view from the Mike O’Callaghan–Pat Tillman Memorial Bridge

Colorado River, Arizona Hot Springs, and a kick-ass hike

I had an amazing hike yesterday to the Colorado River and Arizona Hot Spring. Like all destination hikes, the trek back can be a bitch. Hiking down is optional; hiking back is mandatory.

Here are a couple of photospheres I took along the way…

I didn’t wear my swimsuit, but I did bring it. So… I found a corner and did my best Wonder Woman spin changed into my suit.

Mental Note: Bring flip flops next time. The rocks and ladder leading to the river were brutal on my bare feet.

There were several people in the hot springs when I arrived, so I waded through and headed down to the river for some relaxation and a bite to eat.

After a hour or so of R&R, I headed back to the springs. The crowds had cleared out, and I had a pool all to my self.

I chilled out here for quite a while, taking in the surrounding and enjoying the view.


The trek back up was less than amazing. Next time, I will eat more and pack more water. It didn’t seem too hot at the time, but it was brutal. Still, a wise old sage once said…

You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both…

😛 😛 😛

On a side note, I am going to attempt to blog more. My lack of posting comes from a need to get everything just right before hitting that publish button. Well… no more… I will accept my less-than-perfect posts. 😛

Other people’s fears

In preparation for My Scotty Adventure, I began watching a lot more YouTube. I still do this because it allows me to stay connected to people that are on a similar path.

One of the people that I follow is Carolyn and her channel, Carolyn’s RV Life. She hit the nail on the head with this little nugget…

Don’t let other people’s fears and preconceived ideas keep you from living your life.

I was seriously considering Slab City before watching her videos. After listening to her insights, she cemented the deal. Here is a two-ish minute excerpt from her last day in Slab City.

My advice is to go out and experience things for yourself… talk to people, look them in the eye… get to know that which you fear before you pass judgment. I think that’s pretty much what the Slab City experience has been about… walking around, looking people in the eye… getting to know them, spending some time here in a community and getting to know what it’s really about instead of buying into the hype.

If you like what you see/hear, you can watch her video and others here.

Several people have suggested that I post videos on YouTube and blog more about my day-to-day routine. I may do this in the future, but for now I am content with sharing on Facebook and Instagram with an occasional blog post. 😀

Grand Canyon Photospheres

Photos cannot due the Grand Canyon justice. It is truly one of the things that you must see in person.

Here are three photospheres I took yesterday during my hike nine-mile hike of the Bright Angel Trail.

I loved the shape and colors of the rocks. Here are a few unedited and uncropped images.

One month later… gimme more

I am one month into “My Scotty Adventure”, and it is difficult to put into words how great this experience has been.


My central objective of the “Adventure” was to live simply… less stuff, more living.  Could I live comfortably in 60 square feet? Would I miss the conveniences of a “normal” home?

There are few amazing experiences I was not expecting.

The level of admiration I have for nature and serenity

I am a pretty easy going person, but the level of calmness I have experienced has been unmatched. The simple things around me are beautiful. Life is beautiful. A lazy day on a deserted beach… a hike on an unnamed trail… sitting here writing this on a pier that looks toward the Gulf of Mexico.


I can be handy

The repairs and modifications I have made to Scotty have shown me that I can be quite handy. Plus… when a challenge arises it allows me “use my noodle” and challenge myself.

my successful solar install


The presidential election of 2016 did a number on me. It left me feeling disconnected from my fellow man. Living in my tin can and chatting with others about our time on the road has allowed me to reconnect with people… to find a connection.


Fuck fear

Before I hit the road, I had fears.

  • Could I tow, drive 55+ miles per hour, deal with interstate traffic, change lanes, and not have a nervous breakdown?
  • Could I pull into a gas station without taking out a pump or two in the process.
  • Would I be able park the Scotty into a site that requires me to back up?

My experiences over the last month have further cemented the conviction I have that most fear is unnecessary and can paralyze us if we give in to it. I will continue to drive walk toward the unknown… to try the things that scare me a bit.


Bring on month number two… and more adventures. 😀

St. Joseph Peninsula State Park

It looks like I’m slacking on my blog, but hey… it is my blog, I can update it whenever I want, right? Being a former marketer promotion whore, I don’t want to feel like I am promoting myself or trying to sell you a product. But hey, while you’re here… go buy a Prize Wheel. JOKE! 😛

So… where was I? Oh… Port St. Joe.


T.H. Stone Memorial St. Joseph Peninsula State Park was amazing. The campground was located right on the beach.

I also tested out my Breathing Mobile Washer.


The process took six minutes to wash and three minutes to rinse. Easy Peasy!

I hung the clothes out to dry and enjoyed some yummy curry black-eyed peas, rice and potatoes from my campsite.


Another highlight was my stroll through the Bayview Nature Trail, a one-mile hike near the park entrance. The trail “passes through maritime oak community, salt marsh, scrub and runs alongside the bay”.

witch’s broom


deer moss (cladonia rangiferina)… yes, kids, I’m here to educate, too 🤓

Around the 3/4 mark of the trail, there was a small section of coast to walk along. I stopped to enjoy the view for an hour or so. I also came across a man that was walking on water fishing about 100 feet out into the water.



OK… that’s enough for today. I hope you’ve enjoyed my Picture Pages. 😛


Next stop… 150 miles… and Florida

Anxious to get out of Georgia and to Florida, I pushed my 150 mile limit. And… I made it, well… sort of. I traveled 147 miles to Lake Seminole RV Park, a mere two-ish miles from the Georgia-Florida line.

This is a small park I discovered through Passport America with discounted rates of $15 per night. So, I am proud to say that my annual membership fee of $44 paid for itself in my first two stays (two nights at Lake Seminole and two nights at Southern Trails Resort).

After getting checked in with the owner, Greg, I ventured to the state line and stopped at the Jim Woodruff Dam.


Next up… Chattahoochee, Florida, and well… not much to see here. Chattahoochee is a small town, but it did not let me down. They had my latest obsession, Dollar General. The little old lady in me was tempted to pick up an adult coloring book, but I resisted.


The next day, January 14, I ventured over to Snead, Florida and Three Rivers State Park. I had hoped to get a hike in for the day, so I fueled up on a ghost with big boobs fried eggs and turkey bologna. I don’t know why, but I only crave fried bologna when I’m camping.


Alas, no hiking to be found at Three Rivers State Park, so I pulled out the trusty Kindle. (I’m currently reading Out of My Mind, a lovely piece of young adult literature. 😜) I also did a little reflection and writing while enjoying the beautiful day.



All of that relaxation had made me hungry, so I ended my day with a plate of fried shrimp from a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant back in Chattahoochee called Northside Seafood. Nom! Nom! 😀


Next up… Port Saint Joe, Florida. 😀

Catching up… day one

Patrick and I are now eight days in to My Scotty Adventure, and we’re having a great time. But… I’m enjoying myself so much that I am slacking on my updates. So… time to play catch-up.

After leaving Atlanta on January 11, we stopped at Southern Trails Resort in Unadilla, Georgia. Why Unadilla? Well, one of the few parameters I have set for the trip adventure is to limit my driving to no more than 150 miles each travel day. I’m sure there will be exceptions, but it is “about the journey and not the destination”.

So, back to Southern Trails Resort. I find it amusing that many campgrounds feel the need to put the word resort in their name. Yes… Southern Trails Resort was a fine campground, but erase the image you may have of heated pools with swim-up cocktail bars and daily massages from a hunky, muscled stud. (Is it getting hot in here? 😅) STR is a RV park… and one that is located by the interstate.

We stayed at STR through Friday the 13th 😱. There were only a handful of other RVs on site, and we had our pick of spots… so we chose one near the bath house.


It was my first time backing Mork into a RV spot. Luckily, the sites were wide and he is not, so… I didn’t need to get it straight (as you can see). 😛

The wolf moon set the tone on the 12th. STR slaughter on the 13th? 😛

The bathhouse was nice and clean. Although, I did not use it to shower… more on that later. (I see you shiver with anticipation.)


Would I go back to STR? Yes.

My stay at STR allowed me to try out my Passport America membership. My daily rate was cut in half to $18. SOLD! Plus… I was able to find my next stop through Passport America… but… you will have to wait for my next post. 😛