He was a wanderer, and that only makes it harder to hold on to your self. Because the thing about wandering is you don’t put down roots, and without roots, without history, without stories of who you are and where you came from and how you fit in, you can slip out of context. -Charles… Continue reading The rootedness of wandering.
Category: Van Living
Van re-doing
I was very inspired by those conversion pictures I found the other day. I decided to take everything apart, get new drawers and put them up even with the edge of the bed. I could put curtains in front of them all pretty and it would look very neat and organised. Also I was going… Continue reading Van re-doing
3 Ways to Have Internet on the Road
I’ll go from most expensive to free. 1. Satellite. You get a dish and it scan’s the sky for satellite internet, delivering it to you wherever you are. Even in the middle of nowhere. They have automatic roof-mount ones as well as big weildy pull them out and set them up ones. This is what… Continue reading 3 Ways to Have Internet on the Road
Best ever van design
His van is a lot bigger than mine, but this is making me want to pull everything out of the van and reconsider it all. His bed platform is similar to mine, but much better executed. His kitchen is great (although he could have used a hand pump for the sink and not had to… Continue reading Best ever van design
Hobo's I have loved, v.1
It was hot, too hot for sleeping and too early to be awake. I rolled over. My girlfriend was still sleeping beside me, and Bro had abandoned us for the shade in his crate under the bed. I pulled aside the burlap curtain, hoping to let in a breeze. Instead I found a man holding… Continue reading Hobo's I have loved, v.1
the state of the vanhold
All these little things happen. Nothing big enough for a whole post, but little things. Bro threw up on my 12v frying pan. It was yucky puke and it went all down in the electrical housing. I just threw it out. I was on my way to the big scary city and I figured I… Continue reading the state of the vanhold
The best flashlight I've ever had
If you’re any kind of vehicle dweller, or even a camper, you’ve had that journey to the perfect flashlight. You probably start out with mag lights, or the big lights every carpenter/mechanic has laying around. And they work great. They give off lots of light. They might even be handy for stashing valuables. But they’re… Continue reading The best flashlight I've ever had
A day in the life…
The storm has been raging all night, a steady relentless lullaby that blocked out the sun and heat that normally wake me. I roll over and open my cell phone to check the time. Three in the afternoon and five new messages. “Bro,†I peer down at the Border Collie passed out on my feet,… Continue reading A day in the life…
Scavenging in the new millenium, or how I stalked my winter's supply of caribou.
“I had such a good time dancing for you… I hope you’ll come back soon so we can play some more?” I said, twirling my hair, heaving my breasts, and making big lips and eyes. “I’m leaving on a bear hunting trip tomorrow, I don’t know when I’ll be back.” MEAT. That snapped me out… Continue reading Scavenging in the new millenium, or how I stalked my winter's supply of caribou.
I met Jesus in a truckstop.
Once upon a time Shamana Flora and I were camping in this beautiful canyon way up in the sky in New Mexico. We woke up one morning to find everything covered in a few inches of snow, and more still falling. It was beautiful, but after a while we started to think that we’d better… Continue reading I met Jesus in a truckstop.