
I’m a lifelong storyteller, nearing the final chapter of a 20+ year full-time career in the Army National Guard. These days, I’m building something new — one board, bolt and backroad at a time — slowly transforming a Ford Transit into a home.
This site is where I share that journey. You’ll find van build progress, road trip tales, quiet moments in wild places, and thoughts from the in-between.
I wasn’t sure this trip would ever happen. I first planned it for the middle of March 2020 and, obviously, had to cancel. I figured another opportunity would come around, but each time I tried to plan this trip, something came up, something stopped me from going. Last summer, I decided to try again. I pulled up the plans I’d made two and three years earlier, booked a rental car and some flights and planned to finally check Arches and Canyonlands off my National Park checklist. But, as my departure date inched closer, the health of my senior dog started to decline, and by the time I was a month out, I was thinking about cancelling so I could be there for whatever time he had left. Then, just a
The thing about 2024 is that it promises to be a really important year for me. I have a lot of big, big things planned for 2025, but in order to make them all happen, I have to spend 2024 making shit happen. I need to spend the year building things, both quite literally and very figuratively. I need to a lay a foundation. I need to prepare. I need to let go of things, of jobs and places and the assorted piles of things I’ve accumulated over nearly 40 years. With all that in mind, I jumped into January with a plan and plane tickets which is, frankly, the best way to start a year. I flew to Houston with my forever road trip bestie, and spent a few
MONUMENT VALLEY. I’d wanted to visit Monument Valley since I watched Forrest Gump in 1994, and 2023 was the year I finally made it happen. It was worth the effort to get out there and the moody March weather only added to experience as the monuments shifted in and out of view. BARBIE. I hadn’t been to a movie theater since before the pandemic and I went twice for this absolute masterpiece. THE STATUE OF LIBERTY. One of my best friends has lived in New York City since 2020, I visit her at least once a year and yet I, a National Park nerd, persistent traveler and great-granddaughter of immigrants, had never visited Liberty Island. Until 2023. RELAXING MY GOODREADS GOAL. For pretty much as long as Goodreads has been
1 – NOAH KAHAN Over the weekend, I popped north to go see Noah Kahan, he of TikTok and Stick Season fame, and y’all, it was incredible. I expect long-time rock stars, to put on a big show, but you never know what you’ll get from a newer artist, especially one very new to playing for crowds of 15,000 and this show went above and beyond any expectation I had. It was a good, good night, and now all I’m doing with my free time is wandering around singing Noah Kahan songs and it is not a bad problem to have. 2 – GRISETTE One of my favorite things about Richmond is the incredible food scene. This city is not huge, but we have incredible talent here and as far
A few weeks after Sadie died, I sat down on the kitchen floor, got drunk on tequila and tried to weave the pieces of her life and death into a cohesive narrative. It felt important to write a thing, to have some sort of tribute out in the world dedicated to a creature who was by my side for 4,813 days. What I wrote was rough, rugged and raw and every time I tried to push it into something worthy of my best friend, every time I looked at it even, my heart broke and grief blinded me. As the one year anniversary approached last year, it was the same. Now, she’s been gone for two years and still, my heart is broken. I knew, logically, that I would lose
The first time I climbed Angel’s Landing, the weather was perfect. I’d caught the first shuttle to the trailhead at 6 a.m. It was in the days before lottery-won permits were required to hike what is a bucket list-topping trail carved into rock overlooking Zion Canyon in Zion National Park. I was, that first time, prepared for the dramatics of a trail I’d been warned about. As you near the top, the trail narrows, leaving hikers a slim footpath cradled by 1,000 foot drop-offs on either side. Chains line the last half-mile of trail, providing some sense of safety and security for hikers to cling to as they ascend. At the top, once you reach Angel’s Landing, the views are staggering, the chipmunks incessant in their demands for hiker-born snacks.
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