Blogging ain’t easy.
Seriously, It’s not easy. I have a new found respect for travel bloggers who do this for a living… It’s actually really stressful. Whenever you have a free minute, you feel like you should writing a blog post about the last place you saw…. or downloading pictures so that they can be used in your blogs… because blogs without pictures are just boring. If you don’t keep up on it, before you know it, you’re a week behind and have 4 posts to write. Then, even when you’ve found the time to write the blog, uploaded the photos, edited the ones that needed to be edited…. you don’t have internet. You have to drive around to find some place where you can actually get two bars and upload your post. If you don’t, you start getting texts from family (which come in as your driving through some canyon so you can’t actually look at it until you no longer have service and can’t respond) asking for pictures… or asking when you’re going to update the blog… People actually read these things…
Grow a beard.
So this for the dudes… grow a beard. Not because they’re awesome, not because other guys with beards give you the respect nod as you pass them on the trail or the street, and not because you’re trying to show people that you’ve been out on the road for a while… Honestly, you grow a beard because it’s one less thing you have to do. You don’t have to shave. We’ve actually been to campgrounds where the toilet, was essentially a hole in the ground…. Not like a “squat over this hole” type thing, I mean, there’s a seat… but you are basically using the biggest portapotty that never gets serviced… if you’re in a place like that for a couple days, you’re better off just riding the wave of your 3 day start, and going full beard. Like I said, it’s just one less thing. You need the time that you’re not spending shaving, to write blog posts… or climb trees for service.
You make wrong decisions.
Sometimes your wife says “Let’s go to this campground a mile down the road” and you say, nah, I think this one will be better. After 45 minutes of driving down a dirt road that made you swear 14 times, you arrive at the campground, drive the two loops and you don’t even need to ask her… the place sucks… $35 to park in basically a dirt parking lot… Sometimes you make the call and it’s the wrong one… You gotta just understand that the road trip life isn’t a clear cut one… Sometimes staying in a Walmart parking lot for free is better than paying $35 to call the parking lot a State Park.
The hard, is what makes it great. – Jimmy Dugan
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