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Calling All U.S. National Park Nerds - National Park Week Trivia 2024!

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Love National Parks?  As self-proclaimed National Park Nerds who have visited nearly every national park in the nation, we’ve made it an annual tradition to share our own National Park Week Trivia Game to celebrate this fun week!   This year, w e gave away an annual  U.S. National Park Pass  (aka the America the Beautiful Pass) and several 1-year memberships to both Harvest Hosts  (unique overnight RV stays), and  The Dyrt PRO  (our favorite campground locator app) to the "nerds" who answered the most trivia questions during National Park Week!   BIG Congratulations to our 7 Winners!! Donna  won the   America the Beautiful Annual Pass ! Annie, Emily, Kevin, & Mel each  won an annual membership to  The Dyrt PRO ! Carol & Rene  each won an annual membership to  Harvest Hosts !  Planning your own national park road trip?  We've just added a few new items to our  collection of national park resources  that we use to plan, research, and learn about our parks.   Love t

March '24 Canlife Correspondence - Panels, Product Testing, Park Week & Prizes

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What makes a home, feel like a home?  You know how it feels when you return to your dwelling from a long absence?  Dropping back into our cozy three-quarter bed in Hamlet, with his oversized fleece duvet tucked into a warm wood paneled nook, while parked along some gorgeous section of the Pacific coastline always feels like a dream.  While it doesn't really matter where he's parked, when we return from traveling without him for a few weeks or months, it is always coming home for us. When we travel without Hamlet for work, visiting family or friends, our stuff has a way of migrating to the outer edges of whatever space we're in.  The kitchen is in one space, the bathroom in another, the bed and closet lie on opposite sides of the room.  I'm not trying to get my steps in between the bedroom and the kitchen... that's for hiking!  The bigger the space, the further our flotsam spreads, until it all sort of feels uncontained.  We grow to whatever the size of the fishbowl,