Stories from the road — the trips, the detours, and the places that remind me home doesn’t mean I stop exploring.
Real Life. Better Choices.
We’re halfway through 2023, and if you’ve been following along on the GFY Farms YouTube channel more than here on the blog lately, that’s not by accident. Most of what’s happening with me is on the farm, so it’s showing up there first. But I wanted to take a minute to catch the blog up…
Between garden projects, fishing trips, weekends with friends, and even a girls’ weekend in Branson, there has been a lot happening. I have been spending more time at Chris’s place, learning my way around country life, but I am also still making room for the things I have always enjoyed — friends, bowling, traveling, and…
For a long time, when I thought about adventures, I pictured big trips — long drives, new places, a lot of miles. But lately, adventures have started looking a little different. Sometimes they are just a Jeep ride away. Sometimes they are a quick weekend trip with no real plan other than exploring somewhere new….
It’s been a couple of months since I left the RV in Chattanooga. While it waited on parts and repairs, life kept moving. We celebrated Christmas, squeezed in a few Chiefs games, and rocked out at a Jackyl concert. But eventually, the call finally came… the RV was ready. It was time to head back…
Key West had already become a special place for me. Last year’s Thanksgiving trip left me looking forward to going back, but this time the road there was a little different. Sometimes the best trips are the ones that don’t go exactly according to plan. The plan was simple: Travel south in the RV.Spend Thanksgiving…
After spending Thanksgiving in Key West last year, I couldn’t wait to head back again. There was something special about returning to a place where I had already made memories — another Thanksgiving with family, another road trip, another chance to enjoy the journey as much as the destination. This year, I planned to make…
July was a reminder that not every adventure involves hundreds of miles of driving. Sometimes adventure looks like baseball games with friends, kayaking close to home, helping people chase big goals, and enjoying the ordinary days in between. But there was one thing still waiting for me. My RV was still sitting in Wyoming. After…
Heading home didn’t mean the adventure was winding down. If anything, the trip was just changing. We still had no idea how much. The tournament was over, but we weren’t ready to point the RV straight toward home. We still had places we wanted to see, wineries to explore, museums to wander through, and plenty…
The tournament crew went home. We didn’t. My friend and I pointed the RV toward the coast, and just like that, the trip became something different. No bowling schedule. No games to plan around. No reason to be anywhere at a certain time. Just the road, a few ideas of places we wanted to see,…
After months of getting the RV ready — new curtains, a new converter, a living room that finally felt like mine — the countdown was over. It was time to go see what this little home on wheels could really do. My best friend and I left home on June 10th, heading west toward Reno…
By November, 2020 had definitely not turned out the way anyone expected. Plans had changed. The way we worked had changed. The way we traveled had changed. But even with everything being different, I was still finding ways to spend time with people I loved and make the most of the moments I could. And…
After the Missouri trip, the RV came home with a full tank of new memories — and a long list of small projects I’d been meaning to tackle. This wasn’t about fixing a broken RV. It was about making the RV feel like mine. After months of traveling in it, I had a better idea…