Happy New Year! I hope everyone survived the holidays in one piece (plus or minus a few pounds and a few scars)! Here at Paths and Pilsners I survived the holidays mostly unscathed…I say mostly because there were some real downs, but that can wait for another time. The point of this initial post-holiday, New … Continue reading Kicking off the new year right: a time for New Paths, New Pilsners, and new Adventures with the Family
Day 7: WE FINALLY MADE IT!!! I’ll cut to the chase on this one—we made it. We survived. We endured. It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t exciting, but we did it—we crossed our finish line at Naval Station Mid-South in Millington, Tennessee. In the end we put our heads down, leaned into the wind and charged … Continue reading Small Miracles and other things to have some wine for. Day 7, We reach Tennessee, do a final tally of the Lion King Soundtrack, and start putting the house back together again
Before we get to the gut wrenching conclusion of this incredible epic tale of survival (and yes since I’m writing this, we have in fact made it to Tennessee, so please get some sleep), I’m going to take this post to talk about two of the most horrific parts of this trip. These aren’t for … Continue reading Survival of the fittest. Day 6, Horror stories of cross country traveling with an infant that hates her car seat and other scary tales
Day 5: the sound of Silence. If you can believe it, everyone slept most of the afternoon. Seriously—well except for me. I drove. But I drove like a madman out of Albuquerque east through Texas foothills to the plains of Oklahoma. We’d hatched a plan: wear them out, put them in the car, drive until … Continue reading Enjoying the Sound of Silence. Day 5, we drive like crazy out of Alba cookie (Albuquerque), teach our 4 year old to graffiti Cadillacs, and see how a Big Texan brews craft beer
“Not even beautiful” my four year old’s opening comments as we entered the parking lot to the Grand Canyon Visitor Center. “I read a book about it,” she replied confidently. And that set the tone for the Grand Canyon. Day 3: Anybody want to guess whose toddler threw a temper tantrum on the edge of … Continue reading “Not even beautiful.” Day 3, Checking out the Grand Canyon with a ticked off 4 year old, trekking some majestic trails in Flagstaff, and oh yes, finally a brewery!
In a change of pace from my usual writings, I wanted to post a couple of shorter blog entries regarding our journey from California to Tennessee this September. As much as possible I've tried to keep true to the original intent of this blog: paths (trails), pilsners (beers), pedals (cycling), and pinots (wines). As you … Continue reading Heading down a new path: The chronicles of our epic all American road trip. Day 1: we head inland in search of dinosaurs and a desert oasis