Girl Camper Weekend – Inntown Campground – Nevada City – Nevada County

Dan and Erin Thiem are owner operators of the outsideinn in Nevada City as well as the new year around Camping, Glamping and RVing inntowncampground. Below is a recent blog post from the Inntown Campground’s website blog,….enjoy 😉


Last weekend the Inn Town Campground hosted a Girl Camper weekend with Girl Camper Ambassador Janine Pettit.  When she’s not camping, she contributes to GoRving’s blog, she’s active on InstagramFacebook or creates a weekly Girl Camper podcast for the RV Family Travel Atlas.  You can hear me chat with Janine on her podcast next month.  Janine opted for the , “the tried and true Girl Camper camping rule – KISS – Keep It Simple Silly! Friday night everyone bring an appetizer to the gathering space and share! Campfire and fellowship afterwards. On Saturday we will explore the mining town and eat lunch on our own. On Saturday evening we will meet for cocktails and dinner in a central location and do our BYOP dinner. Bring Your Own Protein. The grill will be going and all the sides will be supplied. Bring your salmon steak, T-Bone or pork chop and grill it just as you like it.”  In addition we had a fun trailer tour, craft hour and lots of chit chatting about the RV lifestyle.  Thanks to all the ladies who came out to join us at the campground.  I was inspired by Leslie’s story, she attended the RV Entrepreneur Summit earlier this year to learn more about the world of full timing and got inspired to test the waters with our girl camper weekend, renting a Class A motorhome via Outdoorsy and camping for the first time in a RV.  We all really enjoyed looking inside Jenny’s beautiful 1962 Kenskill Trailer, Danielle’s 1963 Aladdin, Mary’s vintage Shasta and I even brought over our 1957 Cardinal for my very first solo trailer camping adventure.  (Click here for a fun Instagram video of setting it up and click here for a video of breaking down the camp).  Below are some additional photos from the weekend, many thanks to Lenkaland Photography and Jim Pyle for stopping by to take a few additional photos of the fun.  Who’s inspired to channel Janine’s motto, “Going places, doing things!” and get outside and enjoy the beautiful fall camping weather?



photos by Erin Thiem, lenkalandphotography and aerial photography by Jim Pyle

49th Gold Country Scout Group, BPSA-US – Grass Valley – Nevada County

Camp. Hike. Whittle. Whistle. Bring your whole family or just come on your own. This co-ed, all-age traditional outdoor scouting program was developed and refined over 40 years starting in 1907 by the Father of Scouting and Chief Scout of the World, Lord Robert  Baden-Powell. The nostalgia we have for scouting days of old exists because of this program.

 The opportunity to participate in a whole family activity is rare these days. The best way we learn is by example – from friends, from parents, and from other community members, young and old. Develop skills, meet new people, have pride in your work and your service to your community.

We teach real outdoor skills and engage in adventures, campouts, and community-building. Service is one of our core tenants, as we create a culture where children and adults ask,”how can I help?”

Our aim thus remains the same as when scouting was founded: to promote good citizenship, discipline, self-reliance, loyalty, and useful skills. BPSA is totally independent of, and not affiliated with, the Boys Scouts of America or the Girl Scouts of the USA.

We are members of the World Federation of Independent Scouts (WFIS); and as such are not in competition with other American scouting associations, we are only their brothers and sisters. BPSA-US work closely with the Baden-Powell Scouts’ Association of England and the Baden-Powell Service Association in Canada.

The original scouting family  Lord Robert Baden-Powell, the Father of Scouting and Chief Scout of the World, and his family

“The most worth-while thing is to try to put happiness into the lives of others.”- Lord Robert Baden-Powell, Founder of the Scouting Movement


“The BPSA offers a choice for those with curiosity, energy, and independence of spirit. We are committed to providing an appropriate alternative and community-oriented Scouting experience. The BPSA welcomes everyone, regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation, class, ability, religion (or no religion), or other differentiating factors. Our mission is to provide a positive learning environment within the context of democratic participation and social justice. We foster the development of Scouts in an environment of mutual respect and cooperation.”

The training scheme devised by Baden-Powell is based on using the natural desires of young people as a guide to the activities that will attract and hold them.

Our method and practice provide young people with the opportunity to craft and develop their own adventures, trips, and service projects.

The appeal of true Scouting has always been to that element of the vagabond, pioneer, and explorer, which is part of our nature, and is at its most evident in youth.

Scouting is an outdoor movement and that is part of its character. To whatever degree conditions may, at time, force us indoors—such as weather, darkness, or town life—we must regard this as second-best necessity and never as a satisfactory substitute for the real thing.

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photos by Celeste – Auburn, Ca. – Placer County

Auburn is our “Big City” neighbor to the West. Home Depot, Best Buy, Old Town and ….Ikeda’s! Ikedas isn’t big shopping, it’s a combination of a country market and burger stand. We’ve been stopping in at Ikedas since the 70’s, it’s one of Auburn’s secret spots!

” Welcome to Auburn Magazine. We are a locally owned direct mail and targeted monthly publication. Our focus is what we call Eat+Play+Drink packing every monthly magazine with everything Auburn, California “.




Absolutely EVERYTHING Auburn, California. If you live there, are visiting or are just passing through is your first place to go!

Here is the latest issue of  Auburn Magazine


My first camping trip ever – Boards Crossing – Tuolumne County – Highway 4

My parents were not outdoorsy and we never went camping or even close to it. My Dad, born in Berkeley and living in the San Francisco Bay Area his entire life never even went to Yosemite! Well, I guess that’s how it goes.

My first camping trip ever was when I was 16. I went with two other guys from High school. We were into dirt bikes then (enduro type motorcycles) and one of the guys friends parents had a place in Boards Crossing, Ca. and he knew that there was a small campground there.

Well the trip started off fine enough, three young men excited about the adventure they were embarking on. We had loaded up all three motorcycles in the back of an old Ford pickup, I probably borrowed a sleeping bag and I have no idea how we came upon three cases of beer 😉

but we left from our small Bay Area town of San Lorenzo and headed East thinking it would take us about three hours. Well, wouldn’t you know it, (Houston, we have a problem)we get a flat heading into Livermore, Ca. just twenty minutes into our trip. No spare, way before cell phones, so two of us head out to find a phone. Now Livermore was still a “cow-town” in 1970 and we got the flat where there was only ranches. Two of us hopped over the freeway fence and walked to the closest ranch to ask if we could use their phone. “NO” was the answer we got, “there’s a filling station just around the corner”.

Sure was around the corner,…a MILE and a HALF around the corner. We got to the “Filling Station” and lucky for us,…Billy-Joe-Bob was on duty, (I mean no offense to those who have three hyphened first names 😉 but BJB was  in no hurry to help these three “long hairs” from the city. It took about six hours to get the pickup towed in and the flat fixed. No exaggeration (I always hated Livermore for that until I moved there in the late 80’s)

We get back on the road no worse for wear, our conversation completely filled with B-J-B and Livermore friendliness. The stop put us behind but we soon regained our excitement, the only problem was it was now pitch black out, luckily the driver Ken knew his way.

We take the dirt road off of highway 4 and start to head down to the campgrounds. Late at night with the high-beams on we see the first and only porcupine I have ever seen (at least that is what us three city boy types decided it was)

We get to the camp, we set up our tents and we salute our arrival. We start a camp fire, have something to eat and with the sounds of the Stanislaus river in the background we feel alive and like we are the only ones there.

Waking up the next day we realize that we’re not just the only ones there but there are houses all around, (probably more like cabins). None the less, we unload the bikes and head out on the forest roads. We’re not motocross maniacs we’re more just putting with a burst of power here and there. The three of us go on a ride following Ken who knows the way,…I was in heaven.

The Stanislaus river was so beautiful and the trees, it was awesome. Later that day after lunch I set out on my own pretty much going the way we had gone earlier. I turned left at a cross roads just to see what I could see. After a ways I decided to check how much gas I had (good time to check right, not before I left camp)and I was low so I turned around and headed back.

When I reached the cross roads I forgot that I had turned left and I blasted straight through. After a couple of miles I think, “None of this looks familiar” and I turn around again. Making it back to the cross roads I figure out my mistake. I make it back to the campground but I will never forget that lesson I just learned, it’s super easy to get lost in the forest.

Nothing else really happened. Ken bet us that he could swim across the Stanislaus and back which we off course took him up on. This was early in the Summer and the river was pretty high and COLD. Ken sounded like a walrus in trouble as he swam against the current but damn if he didn’t make it! (stupid things young men do).

It was a great adventure. No one was hurt and no one got arrested, can’t beat that!

I will always remember Boards Crossing and that trip. I went back there a couple more times but it wasn’t the same.


All photos taken from Google Images as GoPros were not invented yet 😉


Still Wild – Greg Aiello

We got into a discussion on our Facebook Group Page (by the way, you are all invited to join our Facebook Group Page – Forest Living California) about Greg Aiello. I remembered Greg’s show “Motion” which was on a random tv channel called the Live Well Network about, I don’t know, ten years ago. Our good friend Janet Martinez remembered him not only for his tv show “Outside” on PBS but she said she has met him because he calls Bass Lake, Ca. his home.

We both love his outdoor video’s and I think you will too. Here’s one from several years ago called ” Still Wild ”

Still Wild from Greg Aiello on Vimeo.


Lake Alpine – Alpine County

While we are all staying at Station Two Airbnb and before we get something to eat with a beverage or two at The Lube Room Saloon  in Dorrington,Ca why don’t we take a drive up the hill to Ebbetts Pass and Lake Alpine 😉

Lake Alpine is a reservoir in Alpine County, California, formed by Alpine Dam on Silver Creek. It is located east of Bear Valley in the Sierra Nevada range. It sits at 7,303 feet (2,227 m) above mean sea level and is a popular spot for outdoor activities, such as boating and hiking in the summer, and snowmobiling and skiing in the winter, although it may be inaccessible at times due to snow. California State Route 4 passes to the north of Lake Alpine between Bear Valley and the Pacific Grade Summit. – Wikipedia

Below are some shots from my friend Mike’s “Tuna Troller” out on Lake Alpine. Lake Alpine is a great mix of water, forest and granite. There is a lodge there as well as campgrounds. Lake Alpine actually freezes over in Winter but they close the road below at Bear Valley (you can still see it frozen over in early Spring when they open the road,…Beautiful!)


( I call Mike’s boats “Tuna Trollers” because Mike is not your average casual fisherman. Radar, downriggers, fishing guides, whatever it takes to hall in the limit. Me? I get irritated if a fish bites and I have to actually do something 😉