Solo Travel and Living on the Road in a Skoolie
It always starts off small. Of course it does. Viruses, bacteria, those little microbes that lurk on surfaces or are blown around by the wind. They can find you any time of year. If it’s anything the Pandemic taught us, you can take all the precautions you want, you can wash your hands until they…
Usually I’m the one asking questions. For the last couple years I have found myself in a world I never would have imagined myself twenty years ago: journalism. In the last year, I have sold six stories. I am also a full-time content creator, and part of my job is to interview people to get…
Usually when my life is running like a fine Swiss watch, these sorts of things will happen. I will walk into the right place at the right time and something will just fit. This happens a lot on the road. A missed turn could take you to a beautiful scenic overlook, or a place with excellent green chile. Talking with a stranger can get you a new friend or even a connection to a great mechanic. You never can tell.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen young mechanics bankrolling the Mac or SnapOn Tools guy whenever they came around. Yet these were the same guys who used to sneer at anybody with a cabinet full of Craftsman tools. When you get down to nuts and bolts (pun intended) very little separates these…
Last year, I was just starting out on the road, traveling the western US in a converted schoolbus with my dog, Penny. At this time last year, we were following the changing colors of Autumn across the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. A year later, I find myself waking up in one of our first camps….
In a short time, I will have been in the same place (with a few exceptions) for the last three months. It feels strange to me after nine months of constantly moving. I came back to my home town at the end of May to stay put for a little while so I could really…
Tonight I’m feeling reflective and thought I might post something more personal than usual. The last year has been a wild experience. I’ve been living on the road full time, traveling from place to place, living in my tiny home on wheels. My only companion has been my yellow lab, Penny. She listens to me…
For the better part of a month, I had been traveling, starting in Bishop, where I stayed for about ten days. The plan had been to drive through the pass on Lee Vining Road in the Sierras to Yosemite–which was only about an hour away. As it turns out, the road was closed until June….