Travelogue Releases: Go West, His Momma Said

I'm thrilled to announce the release of the #LeapFrogs travelogue, Go West, His Momma Said. The book is in full color, and has almost 400 photos of our cross country, tent-camping road trip.

Here's the back cover blurb:

“Only one question remained: Do we stay or do we go?”

Faced with life-changing decisions, Tim and Tracy made the only choice they could—they went!

Go West, His Momma Said chronicles the Ruckmans on their 189-day cross country road trip as they tent-camped their way from state to state.

Piling into their SUV, loaded down with camping equipment and electronic gadgets, they determined to see as much of this land as they could. No set destination, no prepared plans, no schedule, but with a limited budget—the seniors explored and discovered as they went. They pulled out their bucket lists, then discovered they were adding just as many new dreams as they were checking off.

Come join them during the first half of their journey as they explore parts of the west, just as his momma told him to do.

Go West, His Momma Said is currently available in paperback and on Kindle, hardcover should be available within the week. Books are also available from most local booksellers by request.

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