I have been asked repeatedly on the trip, what I have learned, and while I have already touched on it a little, I think the answer is constantly changing.Read More
I think I may have forgotten to mention..Read More
Just a quick observation here.
First, let me preface with this——I’ve been living in New England for the past 12 years.
Yesterday evening, I was perched at the bar of Breakside Brewery nursing a rice lager, getting whiplash from a head-spinning parade of amber-colored beers being passed from the beertender to the server. I glanced at the draft list and wondered which of the non-IPA’s was such a rich honey-copper.
I asked the waitress what the beer was, and she replied, and I quote..”IPA, of course!!”.
I was like….holy shit, I’ve been drenched in the haze craze to the point of not even recognizing an OG beer-the classic West Coast IPA.
Look… I don’t have the biggest palate for either, but I can appreciate both, and this was incredibly refreshing…to see the original style still very alive and well out here!
The bus, Fearless, turned her last mile nearly 6 weeks ago.
You can imagine how this may have put a bit of a kink in the travel portion of the 48 Beer Project.
Though the trip is sponsored, funds were burnt quickly, with a series of engine troubles through the winter. Stranded in southern Arizona, I deliberated a while on how to proceed. Crowdfunding was the most immediate means of securing funds needed to keep on the road, and with much gratitude to those who donated, I was able to purchase a new set of wheels.
The Honda CRV (named Sonni) I found on Craigslist certainly isn’t in new condition. It clearly had endured some front end damage, had its catalytic converter stripped, driver’s door can only be opened from the outside (which should prove a massive pain in the ass in any torrential downpour), and airbags have never been replaced. However, the price and timing was right, and all I really need is something to get me from point A-B and back to A.
Yes, this is NOT a great alternative to a bus, in that it has no toilet, comfy bed, kitchen, art studio. It is not a home on wheels. I’ll make it work.
I have a lengthy blog in the works, covering the story of the breakdown, my time in the desert, the plan from here on out. But for now, I wanted to just thank all my fabulous supporters and show some pics from today’s adventure. I am now JUST back on the road, after a nearly 6 week hiatus, and it feels FANTASTIC!
I am presently writing from Joshua Tree, California, having just spent the morning meandering through the state park. This afternoon I will head to the Pacific Coast, and hopefully get some artwork done, while soaking up some gorgeous ocean views!
Hoping to get some dialogue moving with you all!Read More
Here is a collection of older work…all poetry inspired by my past travels!Read More
Monday contemplations…Read More
More notes from the road….8,ooo miles inwardRead More
To those who have helped to support the project, and my incorporating my daughter, Ashley into the journey, your love is greatly appreciated, and will certainly be payed forward!
To those who have asked how to help or where to send money, read the note below. Follow this link to the button to donate toward the project!
Tid bits.Read More
Morning contemplations with my waffle…Read More