Nomadic Life
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The Homemade Spray I Trust for Forest Trips
If you’ve been following my road life for a while, you already know I don’t stay still for long. I’ve…
My Travels
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If I Only Had 24 Hours in the Palouse, I’d Do These Two Things
If you ever find yourself in the Palouse with only one day, people will hand you a list. Viewpoints, drives,…
Travel Tips
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Sedona, Arizona: Our First Real Step Into the Road
Sedona wasn’t the easiest first destination to pick, especially coming from Washington, but that was exactly why it felt right….
Welcome to Our Home
I’m Logan Wilder, 38, living a nomadic life with my wife in an old camper van we transformed into our tiny home on wheels. Friendly, curious, and adventurous are the three words that fit me best, and they explain why staying in one place never feels natural for long. I love talking with strangers in small-town coffee shops, asking locals what food I should not miss, and taking unexpected detours just because someone mentioned a quiet lake or a road most people pass by.
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The Homemade Spray I Trust for Forest Trips
If you’ve been following my road life for a while, you already know I don’t stay still for long. I’ve wandered through pine flatwoods near Ocala National Forest in Florida, spent long hot days in the Wrangell–St. Elias region in…
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If I Only Had 24 Hours in the Palouse, I’d Do These Two Things
If you ever find yourself in the Palouse with only one day, people will hand you a list. Viewpoints, drives, photo spots, don’t miss this road, go here at sunset. I understand the impulse, but I also think it misses…
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We Prayed at the Chapel of the Holy Cross
I know, I know. If you’ve been following along, it probably feels like I’ve turned Arizona into my entire personality. I’ve written about red rocks, deserts, canyon drives, turquoise water that looks fake, and more sunrises than any one person…
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How I Ran From a Wild Boar in the South
We had been drifting south for days, following the kind of roads that feel more like invitations than directions. That morning, we were in north-central Florida, not far from Ocala, and we cut east on FL-40 toward the long, quiet…
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Do I Miss Home? The Honest Answer After Choosing a Nomadic Life
People ask me this in a tone that’s usually half curiosity and half worry, like they’re testing the idea of nomadic life for themselves through my answer. “Do you ever miss home?” The honest answer is yes. I miss home….
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You Must Try Kayaking Havasu Creek
The first time I heard the name Havasu Creek, it sounded like one of those places people use as a flex, a destination that’s more about bragging rights than experience. The photos online didn’t help, because the water looked almost…
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The Parachute Day in the Finger Lakes That Reset My Nervous System
We were in the Finger Lakes region of upstate New York almost by accident. Amanda and I had been following a slow route along the lakes, stopping for simple things like bread from a small town bakery, coffee that tasted…
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What I Learned About Real Broom Making at Shaker Village of Pleasant Hill
We arrived at Shaker Village of Pleasant Hill in June. Kentucky had that soft late-morning light, the kind that makes wood barns look warmer than they are and makes the countryside feel patient instead of empty. The village sat quietly…
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The Small Talisman Amanda Never Leaves Behind
There are things you carry on the road because they are useful, and then there are things you carry because they quietly become part of how you move through the world. Amanda’s talisman belongs to the second category, and long…
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I Found Things Replacing Bowls and Plates
One of the strangest parts of van life is how a small inconvenience can push you toward a better solution. For me, it was dishes. We already had bowls, plates, knives, and forks in the van, but the constant cycle…
My Nomadic Life
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