Here we are again: The Betties haven’t posted in months, and now have too many memories and pictures to share. What happens? Life, I guess. We’ve been excited for our next road trip, and getting there has meant getting a lot of other obligations out of the way to clear the path. And once we hit the road, wow have our days been full!
One thing that has struck Matthew on this trip is the pride folks have of their communities. We draw some attention with our camper and our Alaska license plates, and that can strike up some great conversations. We always try to ask what folks think is special about their town, and so many times that question just lights them up!
Another new element to our journey this round is that we’ve given in and bought a Starlink – that little device that can give us streaming-level internet anywhere that we can find open sky, and helps fuel Elon Musk’s dream to one day rule the world. It has been a remarkable tool, especially for Kayla’s work. It has also allowed us to catch the occasional baseball game as we keep track of our Phillies. What a hoot.

Pre-Road Trip
Straight from Alaska we flew to Matthew’s parents in Virginia. It was a nice week of sharing meals, doing some landscaping, and enjoying some nice warm weather. We even had the opportunity to see “one of the premier ‘Rhythm And Beach’ bands in South Carolina!

The audience was as old as the band.
The second day after we returned to Glenn (to Kayla’s sister’s sweet little cottage by the lake) this happened:
And so after that this happened:

Turns out some plumbing had an outburst, and so the kitchen ceiling was torn down. Meanwhile, Matthew and Kayla were busy finishing the painting job they had started last fall. We had some help from nephew Jonathan, who came for a three week visit.
We also spent a week in Storm Lake, IA for Kayla’s dad’s funeral, which of course was an intensely wonderful, bittersweet time. Lloyd was the last of his family of six; we were honored to have his last living in-law – Rev. Ed Maas – presiding over Dad’s services. And, to further honor this generation and our family heritage, we hosted a cousins reunion at our family homestead. What a joyous time we had, even in the midst of missing our dad and his siblings.
On the road
June 6-7
Painting done, camper packed, and we’re off! This is a planned four-month expedition to primarily explore the northeast US, but our first destinations are southward.

First stop General Butler State Park in Carrollton, Kentucky, part of our “we need to learn more about Kentucky” initiative. The park itself features remarkably un-level sites strewn about the grounds. Whatever, we’re tired.
The next day we head out for supplies, and surprise ourselves by finding a distillery along the way (who would have expected this in KY!?). This is a “contract” distillery, essentially for hire to folks that want their own whiskey brand, but not the trouble of their own whiskey distillery. Their most recognizable client is Jefferson’s Ocean. They’ll even let you mix your own whiskey (minimum 50 bottles) and put whatever label you want on it. This is now a thing for wedding gifts and the like. We are looking forward to being invited to a Kentucky wedding as a result.
They also quietly make their own stuff. We enjoy many samples of many whiskeys as the sole guests in their tasting room, walk away with two rare bottles of the stuff, and are well prepared for our journey through Costco.
June 8-10
A meandering road trip to Chattanooga and Harrison Bay State Park. The park is just a short drive from downtown Chattanooga, and we have a lovely wooded site near a lake. Matthew has some work to do to finish the first draft of a report he’s working on for the AK Legislature, and Kayla has plenty of work of her own, so we spend the heat of the day at the downtown library, and then explore the town. And what a fun town it is! It has a unique vibe and plenty going for it. There are plenty of public spaces, wide sidewalks, and shade. Shops, restaurants, and bars aren’t compressed in one area, but kind of spread out through the compact city, with the downtown and the old railroad/warehouse district having plenty of places worth visiting. The city runs a free electric shuttle bus that connects these two areas. While enjoying lunch at a funky hotel-based brewpub, we watched folks dressed for work, tourists, and people with fishing poles over their shoulder all mingle on the bustling sidewalks. Examples of some of the great city art included below.
June 11-12
We head to Red Top Mountain State Park in Georgia, not far north of Atlanta. Matthew has fond memories of floating the Etowah river, so we spend a hot lazy day doing just that. It is getting hot down here. Time to start heading north.
June 13
We stay the night in an odd little campsite in Whittier North Carolina just off the highway 441. The next day we begin our journey up the Blue Ridge Parkway (BRPW).
June 14-15
Gaining some elevation really helps with the heat. We reach 6000 ft at one point, and breathe air for the first time in a while that doesn’t feel laden with humidity. After driving about 180 miles of the BRPW, we exit along Tater Hill Road, and meander to a Hipcamp called Loafer’s Joy to do some quality loafing for a couple of days.
June 16
Back on the Parkway and on up to Virginia. The speed limit along the entirety of the Parkway is 45 mph. It’s great to just meander along, enjoy the scenery, and not feel the need to pass or be passed. We stay the night at an odd little campground just off the BRPW called Don’s Camp Inn. Clearly this is a mountain biker’s destination, with lots of trails and a beer garden open on the weekends.
June 17
An easy meander to Devil’s Backbone Base Camp. Devil’s Backbone is a brewery of note, and they’ve established a remarkable outpost here. The Appalachian Trail follows a similar route as the Parkway, and for those hikers willing to come down from the mountain, the Base Camp provides a space for their tiny tents and showers for their stinking bodies. They also have lovely sites for us trailer folk. Of course they also offer a beer garden and some decent food.
June 18-21
We finish our journey along the length of the parkway. We can’t congratulate ourselves for driving the complete route, as there is a portion that is closed for repairs, but golly we sure covered most of it. Off the Parkway, we travel back roads to Mt. Solon, a wee little town tucked into the hills outside of Harrisonburg, VA for the Red Wing Roots Music Festival.
What a marvelous four days. It was one of those things that we know we will remember for years to come. There is a conscientious effort by the festival to encourage everyone there to just be nice to everyone else, and it works! Even as we are pulling into our camping spot our neighbors are welcoming us and inviting us over. There’s a real emphasis on family and kids as well, with special youth programming throughout the week, but also in just everyone from babies, tweens, teens, and us older folk enjoying the shows. The vibe has a real impact on the artists. So many of the acts remark on what fun they are having up on stage along with us. Oh, plus the music was AMAZING. Almost 50 bands in 3 days – we didn’t see them all but we tried our best!
We’ll leave this post here, but stay tuned for tales of our next adventures: camping with Matthew’s parents, visiting Kayla’s brother, and tales of New York ranging from Lake Ontario to mid-town Manhattan!























































































































































































































































































































































