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​Remember that episode of “The Brady Bunch,” when our favorite blended family stumbled into a perfectly preserved ghost town and met a crotchety prospector wearing a crumpled felt hat? I felt kind of like that this week, when I detoured to the skeletal remains of the...

I first camped at Inks Lake State Park in the 1970s, when my dad pitched a giant blue canvas tent and set up bunkbed cots inside for me and my sisters. That tent disintegrated long ago, but my fondness for the park, located an hour and 15 minutes northwest of Austin,...

​Now and then, it’s fun to play tourist in your home state. I zipped down to San Antonio last week with my husband for an overnight stay on the Riverwalk. Touristy? Sure. But also, enjoyable. From Austin, it takes less than two hours to get to San Antonio. We checked...

I popped off a five-day rafting trip through Hells Canyon on the Snake River in Idaho last week with sand between my toes, a little poison ivy rash on my knees, and a duffle bag full of damp clothes. How’d it stack up to other rafting trips? Nothing compares to the...