How we learned the art of small living while exploring the country.
Our Sprinter van is parked for the night at the Arapaho National Forest in Colorado at 13,000 feet, overlooking a pristine lake lined with snow-capped mountains, so close you can hike to the snow line in a few minutes, in August. My wife is off on her morning run and I am up to greet the dawn and make that requisite hot pot of french press coffee. I open my arms out wide and carefully peek out the window to the grand scenery just outside our little home on wheels. I grab the computer and begin to write an ode to the day or retouch an image shot the day before.
