Crabby Ladies in Cars? Bitchy Babes on Bikes? Voracious Vixens in Vans? Mavens with Moxie? Grumpy Grandmas? The Fabulous Fifty Somethings? Women of their Own World? I am not sure what to call my new women’s group. This group will be for us shitheads, cynics, negative Nancy’s. Those of us who cannot, or refuse to,…
No Shave November
It is Thanksgiving and I am at the beach. I have not shaved my legs or my armpits for nearly two months. Well, I have not taken any sort of razor to any other areas, either, if you get my drift. I stopped when I wore pants all the freaking time and my skin never…
Oh, Florida!
Oh, Florida, how you challenge and delight me. Your offerings are many, your challenges diverse. My time here bringing blessings and frustrations and beauty and bugs. I am working hard to know you better, dear Florida, and not judge you from this small place where I now stay. I am not generally a warm or…
Placebound
With the high of my achievement beginning to wane, I am settling into my stationary life for the next few weeks. Sure, it is in paradise. I mean, I am on the Gulf of Mexico in Southwest Florida. Even when it gets cold it is in the 70’s and I am still able to recreate…
Interesting and Infuriating
I hear music, some fucking kid barking like a dog, people talking, fires crackling, some other kid screaming. I smell wood smoke, pot smoke, diesel fuel, and the leaves of a cool breeze. I see lights and fires and tiki torches and headlights and the moon and some reflective bulllshit from somewhere. I am amidst…
South for the Winter
By this time in my journey I have learned that each of these easterly and southerly states has a great welcome center along the interstate. No, not the ones you have to drive to. These are just over the borders. Once you hit the new state from the freeway, there is a legit visitor center…
Six Month Update #2
I have posted a lot about the details of my experiences. I have also provided updates on how I feel living on the road, my challenges and my joys. This post is another update to recognize six months on the road. I have not been outside for six months, as I have combined volunteer work…
Six Month Update #1
Here I sit. At camp in the Smoky Mountains. Well, they all call them the GREAT Smoky Mountains. I guess it is all about perspective. I hit my six month mark. I cannot believe that much time, and yet so little time, has even passed. In fact, I have very little sense of time these…
Almost Heaven
Country roads…. take me home…. to the place I belong! West Virginia….. Yes, that is where I currently am and I cannot get that beloved John Denver song out of my head. I looked at a map the other day. I mean a map of the entire country. Holy shit balls have I traveled a…
