Champ Comes to Town
The Bus, naked as she came, pop topped and plugged into an RV park on a river in Loveland, Colorado.
The story of the years our family lived in our 1978 VW Bus. From 2009 – 2011, making and raising babies, and again in 2016 & 2017, traveling Mexico and Belize.
1978 VW Bus, Champagne Edition, Riviera Campwagen Conversion
A few words about our good mother bus, Champ.
October by Way of Colorado
An inch of white laying over every log cabin, every RV neighbor. Brown and gold leaves silhouette the bluey night sky before knocking maple and cottonwood and aspen holes out of the snow’s clean lie. These mountains have a lot of weight, like gravity holding us onto their side.
The Way We Drive By
A few notes about the good devices in which we are fortunate enough to travel.
On Living in RV Parks
A few thoughts on living in RV parks, the transience of it all, but the simple familiarity most bring right back.
The Leaving Behind
Everything I’ve ever known has shaped me into what I am, and for all of those situations, those circumstances and, especially, those few wonderful people, I’ll be a better person.
Atom and Evening
When a record starts to skip, you move the needle. So why does life seem like history on repeat?
55 ‘Round a 35mph Bend
Contemplating constant movement.
Transients
For anyone on the road, whether in a 50′ luxury RV or with nothing but a tent strapped to their backs, best of luck and stay warm and safe this winter.
Rusting Away the Days
Rust is nearly a given on any VW Bus that’s still alive today, and truth be told, ours is in pretty good shape. I hear that this type of rust, rolling up along the windows like it is, is perhaps the worst kind, save perhaps for those buses that you lift the floor mats up […]
Desperate to Die
Gothic nicotine stains and the wind on a bald man’s ragtop.
The Kindness of Strangers
People everywhere seem to flock to helping us. Share a smoke and a beer with a guy and they’ll pretty much warm right up to you. But it’s more than that, there is just a general air of wanting to help, of peacefulness, in this country.
Tristan Turns 8 in Loveland, Colorado
Tristan’s birthday comes and goes with the snow. He’s 8 now and so that means more chores, of course!
An October in Loveland
We celebrate the Harvest Moon by firelight, it snows on Tristan’s birthday and climb, climb we go into the Rockies.
Thrashin’ Revival: Halloween 2009 in Lake Tahoe
I dressed as my high school nickname, Monk the Punk, from Thrashin’, that kick ass skate movie from the cheesiest years of the 80’s.