I’ve mentioned before that I love to travel with my family. Roadtrips tend to be our most frequent form of travel. (You can read about a couple of them here and here.) Even as newlyweds, the Bionic Man and I used to jump in the car and see how far we could get before it was time to turn around and head back to school.
Since we’ve had children, the Bionic Man and I don’t get into spontaneous roadtrips like we used to. Generally, we spend months preparing for our roadtrips: researching routes and destinations, planning stops and activities, putting together detailed itineraries, making reservations. Often, we depart for vacation with a thick binder that maps out all the details of our trip.
Our 2011 summer trips weren’t going to be any different. We’d been planning a family trip to see our Connecticut friends and East coast sites for weeks. And Bionic Man had been prepping daily for a special backpacking adventure in Utah’s Uintah mountain wilderness.