We had a rough idea of where we wanted to visit on this trip. We discussed it as a family and generally wanted to stay in or near National Forests so we could hike with our dog and enjoy nature. The itinerary was made up based on a certain timeline of returning to CO for the Jazz Festival at Telluride in early August and driving no more than 5 hours at a stretch to alleviate massive boredom for E. So I google mapped and found spots along the way which seemed interesting and made reservations on recreation.gov for many campsites. I made an excel spreadsheet with dates, confirmation numbers, etc. In short, I was highly organized. Well, that spreadsheet was immediately altered when our transmission crapped out on us as we left Boulder, CO, one hour out. So the trip was delayed 10 days. Ooops, better modify my excel sheet! So we stayed at motels a bit to catch up to Portland, OR. We stayed in a lovely “pet-friendly” hotel in Portland. Yes, they let dogs into the rooms, but that’s about it. No where else on the property could we bring Uma. Oh well. Arriving to Portland, something went wrong with the gear shift on the car. Being the July 4th holiday weekend, it would take a few more days to get fixed. Thank goodness it was an easy fix and we were on our way only one day delayed. Then we started camping, which was lovely. Mendocino, CA had great hikes and lakes, E loved sleeping in her tent, we experienced the ultimate KOA campground in Petaluma, CA with hook ups and the works. It’s basically a camp for adults and they let in kids and dogs too. Rolling on along, we traveled East again to Lake Tahoe, CA. Gorgeous scenery, stunning lake, and crazy rain storm. Our tent was flooded and Uma was drenched in a thirty minute rain hail storm. Uggghhhh. We left one day early due to more rain the next day and headed to Nevada. Another KOA campground later in Ely, we thought all our troubles had been resolved. But alas, great expectations aside, the tent got blown away. Literally. No warning, no dark rain clouds, no ominous signs, just a quick burst of dust blown up from the wind and woosh, the tent blew on its side and collapsed. Thankfully E wasn’t hurt during her nap in the tent. Dorothy woke up and said, “my tent blew away.” So for the next week of traveling, we will stay at various lodges and resorts to make our way to gorgeous and fun Telluride, CO by next weekend. Shit will happen. It’s how you manage your expectations and move on that counts.