From the yard...
Sunday afternoon. Sitting quietly in the back yard, clouds whisper by and the threat of rain is still looming. I hope for it. I’ve spent the day going back and forth between researching for the book, reading a current work of fiction and trying to come up with something to write on our blog. I have really neglected you recently. We’ve been camping in the backcountry and enjoying time with Family and friends before we’re off again. I guess I should let you know that we will be leaving again in January to go work on an organic Farm. We’re very excited about it. I’ve always wanted to be a Farmer. This is my chance. It’s a chance to be part of an ever-growing organization that is teaching people of all walks of life how to grow their own food and what it means to participate in a community and it’s greater good. I think we’re finally getting why it’s important to support your local farms and co-op’s. Buying and eating local, fresh and seasonal food is where it’s at!
I will leave you with one of my favorite excerpts from the journal of Chris McCandless.
“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”
— Chris McCandless
San Rafael Wilderness
This is how we do it.
The little co-op by the Sea...
On our way...
We are home. We want to sleep. Our heads are still spinning. We have so much to do now. We are in the beginning stages of putting our book together. This Blog needs to take on a whole new life. As of now we don’t know what that means but it will not die. I think it will morph into something new, something wild. For now, we are here in Santa Barbara and with the love and amazing support from Family and friends we have a roof over our heads, food in our bellies and we have temporary work. The next adventure is right around the corner. don’t go away.
Trying to get out of San Francisco
Our one and only ride with a trucker! Thanks Javier.
Along with the millions of amazing things that have happened to us on this trip, one of them is that we have met A lot of Dogs. We Love Dogs. We’ve met all kinds and just like the people, they’re all special. I wish we had a photo of every one of them. They’ve been big, small, Black, White, short & fat. Guard Dogs, Salty Dogs, rescued from Taiwan Dogs. They’ve been Loud, quiet, young & old. They’ve all been good. We’ll never forget how they have kept us safe, kept us happy, laughing and Loving. To all Dogs everywhere and the people who Love them, this Blogs for you!
Stay Dog Stay
Lilly & Kali
Burwash Landing Labs
Starfin= Puppy Love
Last night I felt like a real Goonie! Here in their hometown of Astoria, OR. we landed for the evening with nowhere to be and so much to see. In search of a friendly place to collect ourselves we found The Wet Dog Brew Pub where the Beer was bitter, so bitter it was appropriately called “bitter bitch”. Our Bartender was cool enough to stow our backpacks away in their kitchen while we strolled through the streets of historic Astoria with our cameras, photographing the amazing 100+-year-old Architecture. Darkness fell upon us with heavy packs and heavy eyes so in the Goonie spirit we ducked into the first yard with a for sale sign, slipping through the gate, and cozying up under the deck, thinking we were in for a quiet nights sleep. Within minutes a road construction crew pulled up about a hundred feet from our heads with bulldozers and all and there they stayed, all night long.We have had a better nights rest.
“Never say die!”
Portland in the Summertime is a pretty spectacular place to be. This city is filled with rich history, charm, character and style, as are the people who live here. People watching is a favorite past time.
It’s in the mid 90’s but I’m loving it! Visiting favorite eateries, like Escape from New York Pizza, The Country Cat and you have your choice of McMenamins, they’re almost as easy to find now as a Starbucks. Visiting Family and old friends. Catching up on the front porch, enjoying the warm nights. Through generosity of a friend, Shawn is working this week doing some Carpentry work. We are ever so grateful for that.
This week in Portland don’t miss Musicfest NW! Three nights of concerts at Pioneer Courthouse Square in addition to shows at 18 of the city’s most venerable music venues. Band of Horses, Iron & Wine, The Kills and Blitzen Trapper to name just a few of the bands you can see this week in Stumptown. Hey, how did Portland get the nick name “Stumptown”? Stumptown was coined in a period of phenomenal growth in Portland after 1847. The city was growing so rapidly that the stumps of trees cut down to make way for roads were left behind until workers could be spared to remove them. In some areas the stumps remained for so long that locals whitewashed them to make them more visible. They also used them to cross the street without sinking into the mud. Captain John C. Ainsworth commented that there were “more stumps than trees” in Portland in the early 1850s. There ya go, thank you Wiki!
Portland in the Summertime. I Love you.
Escape from NY