"Okay," I told myself this morning, "I'll at least swing by the van gathering to see if my feelings about it are any diff...

I left the Las Vegas area, trading Lake Mead for Lake Havasu. The plan was to take part in a gathering of nomads. Those with skills, tools...

It’s that time of year again in the desert. It’s still warm enough to sleep without a blanket, but cool enough at night that my feet get...

You might want to avoid this part of Henderson, Nevada, either because it's toxic or because the author of this flyer is there. Or both....

My favorite speed on the Rolling Steel Tent's heater/air conditioner fan stopped working—probably because it was on all the time. The ne...

When you go to Joshua Tree National Park, be sure to take the short walk into Hidden Valley. Not the campground, the day use area across the...

After a night at White Tank and two nights at Hidden Valley campgrounds in Joshua Tree National Park, I'm giving Indian Cove a try. Ho...

Sometimes, as a way to shut down for the night, I play a mahjong game on my computer. It’s a simple, no-brainer game—match the pairs until t...

After three days in Joshua Tree National Park I started thinking about where to go next. Someplace fairly close but not caught in the curren...

I had no actual plan beyond heading somewhere inland. I stopped for supplies in Indio where it was nasty hot and thought, "Okay, wher...

Journalist and friend Jessica Bruder told me the story of how she became an honorary member of the vandweller community—a fauxmad.

1. The guy working the desk at the Fort Mason hostel had a confusing little speech habit. He said no the way others use okay or um-hum ...