
“Travel isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always comfortable. But that’s okay. The journey changes you.” -Anthony Bourdain
As summer quickly approaches, I can already feel the anticipation building — camping trips, family adventures overseas, long lazy summer days just waiting to be lived. I’m honestly buzzing with excitement thinking about everything we have planned. In just a few short weeks, we’ll be gallivanting across the Atlantic on a multi-week, multi-country adventure through Europe. Oh golly… it’s going to be amaze, amaze, amaze (any Project Hail Mary fans? 😉).
But alongside all that excitement, I also find myself thinking about the logistics. The stress. The inevitable headaches. The meltdowns. Because as much as I LOVE travel and adventure, I know by now it’s never all sunshine and rainbows.
And funny enough, that exact phrase — sunshine and rainbows — brings me back to a camping trip last September in Stanley. During that trip, I experienced one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen: a fog rainbow, something I didn’t even know existed. Yet in that very same weekend, I also experienced plenty of frustrations, disappointments, and moments where things absolutely did not go according to plan. The midlife squeeze as they call it was at an all time high that weekend.
Travel, like life, tends to hold both at the same time.
And since many of you are probably gearing up for your own summer adventures, I thought I’d share a few lessons I learned last year in the hopes they help your travels (and mine)— and maybe our expectations — go a little smoother.

When Adventure Begins with Frustration
Okay, so Stanley is about three hours from McCall, and we usually make it out there two or three times a year. If you’ve never been, I want you to immediately stop reading this newsletter, pull out your calendar, and find a 2–3 day window to get your booty out there. It is MAGNIFICENT.
Seriously. I’ve traveled to some pretty incredible places around the world (and still have so many more on my list), but Stanley is one of those places that just grabs you. If you love raw beauty, jagged mountains, alpine lakes, rivers, trails, hot springs, starry skies… it’s pretty freaking awesome. Now, if you’re more of a city-travel kind of person, maybe it won’t hit quite the same. Then again, I still think you’d be blown away by it, so honestly… go anyway.
Now, onto the chaos. 😄
Our plan was to hit the road as soon as the kids got out of school at 3 PM so we could make it to Stanley with enough time to grab dinner and set up camp in daylight.
Wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Why do I always believe we’re magically going to leave town on time for trips? To be fair, this one wasn’t entirely our fault. Work had me glued to my computer until 5 PM. Most days I have flexibility, but not this time. I had to officially finish the workday before starting a drive where most of the route has zero cell service.
Which brings me to:
Lesson #1: Everything takes longer than you think it will on travel days. Plan accordingly.
Also, stealing some wisdom from Greg McKeown: when estimating how long something will take in life… multiply it by 1.5. If you think the drive to school to pickup your kids will take 10 minutes, give yourself 15 minutes. If you think that work project will take 1 hour, give yourself 1.5 hours. You get it.
Humans are notoriously bad at estimating time. And apparently, I am especially human when it comes to road trips. 😄

The Slow Unraveling of the Itinerary
So, we got a late start. No big deal, right? We’d just cruise a little faster and make up some time.
Wrong again. 😄 About 30 minutes into the drive, we heard it from the backseat:
“I’m hungry.”
Jeepers, kids, can we at least make it past Cascade first?! Unfortunately, we quickly realized that once you leave Cascade, food options get pretty slim. Yes, we had dinner packed in the camper… but the camper was absolutely stuffed with bikes, gear, and chaos, and the thought of unloading everything on the side of the highway sounded miserable.
So we stopped for food, in Cascade. Thirty minutes from our house. Not only another delay but also frustrating that we didn’t just eat at home. This actually happens to us all the time where we think we’ll leave faster than we do and then when we finally hit the road we realize it’s mealtime and all our food is packed away.
Lesson #2: Always have an easy backup dinner plan for road trips.
Even if you don’t think you’ll need it that night, trust me — you’ll eat it at some point.
A few of our favorite easy road meals:
- premade salads
- burger in a bowl – yum!
- sandwiches
- yogurt bowls
Simple. Fast. Minimal cleanup. Minimal hanger-induced family drama. 😄

Elk Symphonies as a Consolation Prize
Okay, kids are fed. Work is done. Time to finally get ourselves to Stanley.
Now, in true Idaho camping fashion, we hadn’t booked a campsite ahead of time. We figured with it being the off-season, we’d still be able to snag a spot around Redfish Lake or one of our usual favorite campgrounds. Because of that plan, I had also mapped out my Saturday morning hike assuming Tony and the kids would still be sleeping at camp in the camper while I snuck out for an early adventure.
Well… because of all our delays, we didn’t make it to Redfish that night. Instead, about 15 minutes before Stanley, we pulled into an area we knew would definitely have dispersed camping available and decided we’d regroup in the morning and try to find a Redfish campsite in daylight instead.
The problem was, we were only in Stanley for two days, so that Saturday morning hike felt very important to me. I wanted to make the most of the time, the drive, the effort of getting there. So when I woke up at 6 AM to find my exhausted family still fast asleep — and realized I was stuck because the truck was hooked up to the camper — I was cranky. Real cranky.
I reluctantly decided to just wander up the dirt road behind camp so I could at least move my body and get outside. Honestly, I was mostly doing it for the dogs at that point.
But you guys… this ended up becoming one of the coolest and most unexpected sunrise outings I’ve ever had.
The pups and I slowly drifted off the road and started climbing higher in search of Sawtooth views. The morning was crisp, foggy, and quiet, and I hoped that if we gained enough elevation, maybe we’d break out above the clouds to see some Sawtooth mountain peaks.
Then I heard it.
The loud, unmistakable bugle of elk echoing through the trees.
The dogs’ ears shot straight up. Ember’s inner wolf (all 1% of her 😊) suddenly became very interested in the sounds coming from the woods. I kept the dogs close — thank you, e-collars — and we kept moving upward through the fog. And honestly… I started to get why hunters love the pursuit as much as the outcome. There was something magical about slowly moving through the misty forest while those bugles kept calling from farther ahead. The whole thing felt wild and ancient and alive.
Eventually, we gained enough elevation to catch glimpses of the Sawtooth Range as the clouds briefly parted. Thank youuuuu.
We dipped back into the trees and started heading toward another little knoll on the map that looked even higher as I figured maybe the views would get even better. But then we rounded a bend and less than fifty feet away, the forest suddenly opened into a clearing… and there they were.
A full herd of elk.
Completely majestic. Completely unaware of us.
It was one of those moments that makes the whole world go still for a second.
And honestly? Even though it wasn’t the epic 360-degree Sawtooth sunrise I had originally planned, it somehow felt even more special — because it was unexpected. Rare. Quiet. Entirely ours.
Which brings me to:
Lesson #3: Have a backup plan for your ideal plan… but sometimes, don’t have a plan at all. Just go and see where the morning takes you. But GO. Don’t throw in the towel since it wasn’t your ideal plan.
Below is a short video of it. I was recording while walking because I was hoping to capture the sound of the bugles to show the kids, but surprise! I captured the elk instead. Excuse my language when I was surprised.😂
Magical Fog Rainbow
Feeling satisfied that I had at least salvaged the morning with a cool little adventure, I started heading back toward camp — hopeful that maybe my family was awake by now and possibly even making me breakfast because I had definitely worked up an appetite.
But before I got back, I noticed this small knoll directly above our campsite had cleared of fog. I figured I’d climb up real quick to see if there were any Sawtooth views from up there that might convince the family to hike back up with me later.
And that’s when it happened. By following my gut and pushing my legs up one more short climb, I turned around and saw something I had never seen in my entire life.
Hanging faintly in the sky was a white rainbow.
At first, I honestly questioned if I was just seeing the fog weirdly. But the longer I stared, and the more photos I took (which were many 😄), the more certain I became — this was absolutely some sort of magical ghost rainbow floating in the clouds.
I just stood there staring at it with chills.
It felt surreal. Quiet. Sacred almost.
And I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe Gina (my mother-in-law who had passed away a few months earlier) was sending a little good morning hello to me and her puppy dog Harry from up above.

A few days later back at home, I googled it and discovered it’s actually a real phenomenon called a fogbow — also known as a white rainbow, mistbow, cloudbow, or ghost rainbow.
Have you ever seen one before? Can you see it in the photo above?
I hope someday you get to experience one too.
I almost wish I had realized how rare they were in the moment because I probably would have sprinted back to camp and dragged my sleepy family up that hill to see it. 😄
Which brings me to:
Lesson #4: You don’t always have to chase the beauty you already know and love. Sometimes life has entirely different kinds of beauty waiting for you — the kind you never even knew existed. Be open to this and keep an eye out for the unique surprises around the corner (like those elk) or behind you.
And maybe more importantly: if you feel pulled toward something… listen to it. Your gut often knows where the magic is hiding. I’m so glad I followed my gut to hike to the top of that knoll.

Know Your Party
So far, a lot of this trip had honestly been a bit of a shitshow — excuse my language 😄. It felt like one thing after another was challenging us and testing our patience, and truthfully, I haven’t even shared all of it yet. And I kept wondering if we should have saved our time and energy and just spent the weekend at home. But then, every once in a while, something magical happens that suddenly makes the whole messy adventure feel worth it. Like the elk. Or the fog rainbow.
So we got loaded up and headed to Redfish Lake where we snagged a site, set up camp, ate lunch, and got ready to head out on a hike. I personally was eager to do a new trail in the area, but I also knew I needed to play to my audience and their abilities. Our crew included my parents, who were 75 at the time, and my kiddos, who were 5 and 7 and… not exactly the tiny mountain goats I had hoped they’d become by that age 😄.
I found one of the only shorter hikes in the area we hadn’t done yet — around 2.2 miles — and felt pretty excited about a new destination. So off we went!
Well… within the first quarter mile, we had already climbed over five downed trees. The kids thought it was AWESOME. Basically an obstacle course adventure. My parents? Not quite as thrilled. 😄 To be fair, they’re both impressively active and fit, but crawling over giant logs with pokey branches everywhere just wasn’t their ideal afternoon stroll.
Then we reached a small creek crossing where your options were either wet feet or carefully balancing across a skinny log. My mom gave it a valiant effort but crossing logs over a creek isn’t really her jam (see what I did there??). While watching her try to safely navigate the crossing, I realized I needed to make the call I didn’t want to make.
We had to turn around. If we were struggling less than half a mile into the hike already, this simply wasn’t the right trail for our group. So we bailed and pivoted.
Lesson #5: Know your party. Know the abilities, comfort levels, energy, and limits of the people you’re adventuring with — and know when it’s time to call it and pivot. Not every trip is about maximizing mileage or conquering the hardest route. Sometimes the win is simply having everyone enjoy the experience safely and happily.
And one more thing: when you travel or adventure with a group, you may have to sacrifice some of what you most want to do in order to support the group dynamic. That’s not necessarily bad — but it’s important to recognize before you commit to the trip.

Tantrums and Travels
We pivoted to another hike that was just up the road that I had done a handful of times. So, off we went to the next trailhead, but somehow in that short drive, my 5-year-old son Jackson went from totally fine to complete emotional catastrophe. 😄 I mean… this was a BIG one. Big feelings, big screams, full-body rageeeee. Honestly, I don’t even remember what sparked it, but wow, that kid can absolutely melt into a puddle of pure emotion when he’s overwhelmed.
We pulled into the parking lot and he was still losing it so the rest of the family got out of the car and then was awkwardly standing outside waiting for us because they didn’t want to get too far ahead on the hike without us. I’m pretty sure another parent walked by and gave me that look, you know the parent look that says the “I’ve been there, hang in there, you’re doing good mom” look.
Jeepers. This day just kept throwing curveballs.
But slowly — very slowly — we worked our way through it. We talked. We calmed down. We got some food into his apparently empty stomach, which honestly may have been 90% of the issue 😄.
And eventually, we came out the other side.
Which brings me to:
Lesson #6: Kids and travel are amazing… but kids and travel can also equal BIG emotions.
We especially learned this during our Mexico trip in March when Jackson struggled quite a bit emotionally. I realized that for him, traveling somewhere new and unfamiliar feels exciting and overwhelming all at once, more so than our daughter who rolls with the changes way easier.
For Jackson though, new places, different routines, less sleep, unfamiliar food, long days, overstimulation — it’s a lot for little nervous systems. The food is a big one for him too.
Recently, I came across some tips from a world-traveling family that really resonated with me and that I had wished we did before our Mexico trip, so sharing with you in case it helps you plan and prepare:
- Do a family prep night where you order the food you’ll be eating in that country and share what the trip will be like. Get the kids excited and work through nerves and anxiety with them now.
- Practice some sayings in their language. Ask Chatgpt for 10 phrases kids would use.
- Hide their favorite toy 2-3 weeks before the trip and surprise them with it when en route.
- Remind them the trip is for everyone, you’ll do things they love and then other things they might not like, it’s a family trip.
- Build in some “run wild time” between museum viewing and other activities. Find a park, a pool, let them get their ya yas out.
- Get podcasts, books, stories for the location that are age appropriate for the kiddos.
- Have multiple maps so the kids can be apart of leading and knowing where you’re going.
- Create a good maps with things pinned so in a pinch you can find worthy restaurants, bathrooms, parks, etc. that are nearby. This would have been HUGE in Mexico. I had my list of places we wanted to eat at, but sometimes the hunger would strike when we were nowhere near those spots and we floundered trying to find something worth spending our money on that was close by.
- Decide on a small amount of money you’ll give them daily for souvenirs. Each day they need to earn their money by showing their good behavior throughout the day. Make sure you set these expectations that are appropriate for their age ahead of time (standing in line- play I spy, sitting at restaurants-draw pictures of what they saw that day, handling “new” food or things- taste everything and free to spit it out, etc.). Allow them to use the money how they want and allow them to earn partial sums. One tantrum in the afternoon doesn’t mean they lose all of it.
- Snacks, snacks, snacks. Enough said.

Midlife Squeeze
Okay, kiddos were happy again, parents were ready, the dogs and I were eager, and we were finally off.
As we hiked up the trail, my mom and I naturally took the lead, Tony and the now very cheerful kids stayed somewhere in the middle, and my 75-year-old dad brought up the rear at what he lovingly described as a “putzing” pace 😄.
As we continued along, I kept floating between the different groups — checking on everyone, making sure people had water, snacks, decent morale, all the things. And somewhere during all that back-and-forth, it really hit me:
This is the season of life we’re in now.
The season of bouncing between caring for children who still need you and parents who are beginning to need you in different ways too.
We had just spent the previous year and a half helping care for Tony’s mom, Gina, while battling stage four cancer. Thankfully, my parents are healthy and very independent right now, but even something as simple as helping them over downed logs or watching my dad slowly work his way up the trail made me pause and reflect on this unique and sometimes exhausting chapter of life.
It’s actually called the midlife squeeze.
And if you Google it, the internet describes it as the period in middle age when people are simultaneously caring for children, aging parents, careers, homes, finances, relationships, and basically everyone else… often while quietly neglecting themselves in the process.
And wow… does that feel accurate.
My girlfriends and I talk about this stage of life all the time. We thought once the kids were finally in school we’d somehow “made it” to an easier phase. But instead, many of us found ourselves shifting directly into caring for aging parents, too.
Again, my parents are wonderfully self-sufficient (minus the occasional log crossing 😄), but after walking through Gina’s cancer journey with our family, I can confidently say:
The midlife squeeze is real.
It’s beautiful in many ways. There’s so much meaning in being there for the people you love. But it’s also exhausting. Emotional. Intense. There are demands coming from every direction — kids, careers, homes, marriage, friendships, aging parents, finances, schedules, all of it.
It really is a squeeze.
Lesson #7: If you’re traveling with family this summer, realize you may be navigating multiple generations, multiple energy levels, and multiple emotional needs all at once. Give yourself grace. Lower expectations where needed. Slow the pace when necessary. And remember that sometimes the goal isn’t perfection — it’s simply being together.
Oh and a big lesson too, TAKE CARE OF YOU. You must be healthy and sane to care for them, so if you let the needs of you go, you won’t be able to help them. It’s not selfish to say no. It’s not selfish to say, “sorry kids, mommy needs to get a workout in right now.” It’s not selfish to say to your family on a summer trip, “sorry guys, I need some alone time for an hour, I’ll skip this activity and see you when you’re back.” It teaches your kids valuable life lessons and helps set the day and trip up for success so you feel less frazzled. And when you’re back at home it’s not selfish to tell your family you can’t do Sunday dinner this week, or that you have to skip your nephews birthday party this time if you really need a moment for yourself and all of your important demands. Even on vacation too, make room for what you know you need to be the best you.
If you need help saying NO to things, check out the previous Elevate Livin’ Life e-newsletter.

Together was the Win
Well, in case you’re wondering, we did make it to the lake. It was beautiful. No one fell or got hurt. Everyone still liked each other both at the top of the hike and at the bottom, which honestly feels like a parenting win sometimes 😄.
And yes, a small part of me was disappointed that we had driven all the way to Stanley only for me to repeat a hike I’d already done multiple times instead of chasing some new epic adventure. But the more I reflect on that weekend, the more I realize it was never really supposed to be about conquering some huge hike.
It was about being with my family.
Someday my parents won’t be here anymore. Someday my kids will be off building lives of their own. And when that season comes, I’ll still be able to come back to Stanley and hike the bigger peaks and farther lakes and move at whatever pace I want.
Heck, I could even come back later this year or next year and do those hikes.
But that weekend? That weekend was about togetherness more than accomplishment.
Which brings me to:
Lesson #8: Pick destinations that still feel magical even with low effort.
One of the reasons I love Stanley so much is that the beauty starts the second you arrive. I don’t have to summit a mountain or complete some massive adventure to feel filled up there. The drive alone delivers jaw-dropping views. Sitting by Redfish Lake feels special.
So when you’re planning summer adventures, think about this: what places give you the most bang for your buck? Where is the baseline experience already amazing, even if the plans shift, the weather changes, the kids melt down, or the big hike doesn’t happen?
Because sometimes the best trips aren’t the ones where everything goes perfectly.
Sometimes they’re the ones where you simply got to be there together.

I’ve been working really hard the past few months trying to make sure our big European adventure turns out amazing. We’ll be spending a week traveling with 14 people ranging in age from 6 to 76 😄, so figuring out how to make the trip enjoyable for all the different personalities, energy levels, and interests has definitely been both a challenge and a fun puzzle to solve.
And honestly, I kind of love that part of travel too.
If you want any tips on planning an epic trip — or if you want to hear more about what we specifically have planned for Europe (Germany, the Italian Dolomites, Slovenia, and Austria) — hit me up! I’m always happy to share ideas, lessons learned, and favorite spots.
I hope this month’s Elevate Livin’ Life newsletter gave you a few chuckles, helped you feel less alone if you’re navigating the midlife squeeze right now, or maybe just offered a few helpful reminders as you head into your own summer adventures.
And as always… I LOVE hearing where people are traveling because it immediately adds more places to my ever-growing bucket list 😄.
So tell me — what trip or adventure are you looking forward to most this year?
And if you’re headed to any of these places, reach out! I’ve got lots of recommendations and insights:
- Yellowstone National Park & Grand Teton National Park (especially if you want good moose and WOLF spotting intel 👀)
- Maui
- Baja California Peninsula
- Colorado
- Whistler
- Stanley & the Sawtooth Range
- North Cascades National Park
- And of course, McCall and the surrounding central Idaho mountains.
The last Lesson I want to leave you with though, is this most important one:
Lesson #9: Take the Trip. Yes there will be challenges, frustrations, a ton of energy, money, let downs, and so many negative sides to it. But ultimately, it will be so worth it in the end.
Happy adventuring, friends. I can’t wait to see your photos and hear your stories.
— Kelli

Learning new tricks from bikers way more skilled than me! Haven’t pushed my comfort zone in a while and it felt good.























), so steep terrain didn’t even tempt me. I was perfectly content living my best life on low-angle slopes. Zero desire to “push it.”

































































