I grew up in the forest, I grew up with oxygen rich air, I could tell the changing seasons by the smell of the woods, my legs were aways covered in scrapes from brambles and branches. The forest is where I escaped in imagination and body from the damage of a chaotic home as a… Read More The forest and Me.
Las Vegas is just a strait up contradiction: In the middle of a mountainous desert landscape there is this huge metropolis; Tropical, flashy, colorful, an arresting display of american culture. A total mind fuck. Passing by these giant buildings who’s names and edifices I have seen on countless screens. Billboards covered in faces of entertainers,… Read More Entering Las Vegas
Last one for tonight. But boy are these giant unpolluted skies gorgeous. I saw the milky way for the first time in my life, and I got to share that with my family.
Dude thinks we are in “Borderlands”. But we are really just off HWY 58 before Barstow, Ca on our way to Las Vegas. Typically we look for a big commercial parking lot to “Boondock” in while we travel, but when we saw the Public Lands signs a few miles back we had to take advantage.… Read More We sleep in the desert.
We are on the road again, en route to Las Vegas! We will make it to Barstow today, hit the Calico Ghost town in the morning and strait on to Vegas, skipping LA. We had planned on checking out Kings MMA in Huntington Beach — honestly, it was our dream gym— however the ordinances against overnight parking… Read More Leaving San Francisco.
The crickets song drowns out all surrounding noise, there is no traffic tonight. The sky is dark, but the air is warm. We have arrived at our home for the next few days North of San Francisco. After the JuJitsu gym we were going to try out in Seaside, told us they would be open… Read More Ramblin on.
Working out on the beach is freaking fabulous as fuck! A few things Clayton has been up to: Running the beach at a slow pace, keeping his heart rate between 140-150bpm for 60+ minutes, with the waves never ending thunder pulling him into a meditative like state. Or Blasting some 1970s David Bowie while pushing… Read More Beach Work Outs.
Life feels magical right now. The smell of the ocean, and the constant crashing of waves blanketing the sounds of the few other people on this stretching sand beach that we spend our days on. That is after we drive from the sounds of 2am semi deliveries, leafless leaf blowers and street cleaners in the large… Read More Formula constructed.
Just a few iPhone snaps from Cannon Beach. I might want to write a real blog post, but while doin our dry camping thing at Costco this morning we were awoken by a graveyard shift leafless leaf blower going around each of the boondockers. I thought about getting out of the camper and saying a thing… Read More Cannon Beach
It is 6:30am, everyone else is sound asleep and I am wide awake. Probably because I am excited, and it might also have to do with our being parked on the outskirts of a Costco parking lot and my not having acclimated to road noise yet. I am glad we spent the majority of our… Read More First day!