Utah

Boondocking near Bryce Canyon is how our family spent the second week of May, basing ourselves in Tropic for what became one of our favorite southern Utah stays. Temperatures in St. George were already climbing into the 80s and even hitting the 90s, which is a bit too hot for us since we don't use hookups anymore, and it's tough to run the air conditioning on battery. Up here, though, it felt like a breath of fresh air. Most days were sunny and in the high 60s, with only a co

After spending three and a half months in St. George, Utah, we decided it was time to begin working our way north. With winter turning into spring, we knew the desert heat would only get stronger, and Hurricane felt like the perfect next stop for our season. Once a small town, Hurricane has been growing quickly and is becoming a hub for adventure. Off-road enthusiasts especially love it here, Sand Hollow State Park has become a mecca for off-roading and boating, drawing crowd

We came to St. George almost out of necessity. Northern Utah winters had worn us thin, and Brittney's hometown felt like a place where we might catch our breath again. What we didn't expect was how much this stay would quietly shape our next chapter, the beginning of full-time life on the road. During 3.5 months here, we explored playgrounds and trails, found sensory-friendly rhythms for our autistic son, and plugged into a homeschool community that made winter feel lighter.

After leaving Hurricane earlier than planned, we scrambled to find a spot that would be a better fit for our son. Every campground was packed, so, ready or not, we decided to try boondocking for the first time. That's how we stumbled across Virgin, a desert town with red rock views, vast open skies, and a surprising sense of calm. What started as a last-minute backup plan quickly became one of our favorite bases. For families like ours, traveling slowly, balancing the needs o

We rolled into Scofield in mid-May after working our way north from Bryce Canyon and Virgin, Utah. This stop came at the perfect time. The desert had been beautiful, but as temperatures climbed into the upper eighties and nineties, we were ready for something cooler. We had a ranch project waiting for us in the mountains above Scofield, a few weeks of work that required a solid base camp within striking distance. Scofield fit that need perfectly. At just over 7,000 feet, the