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. In 2007 I began living out of my backpack and hitchhiking around.

Friday, June 17, 2016

Hitchhiking from Wyoming to Indiana For NYE 2015

After spending Christmas with my family in Wyoming, Marilyn and I were getting back on the road, eastbound for New Years. I was considering heading through to NYC on my own for the eve, but she was convincing me to pause with her in Indiana, she'd succeed in this.

First, though, the road between.

My mom gave us a ride just outside of Jackson to get started, specifically to Hoback Junction, the world covered in snow around us. We didn't have to wait for the cold to get to us, as we stuck out our thumbs and quickly yielded ourselves a ride from a beer distributor, although at the moment he was with his chill dog heading to Denver for a concert. Some six hours of conversation later we were in Laramie where he'd be turning south to Denver.

Darkness, it comes all too soon in the winter, shaving some four or five hours off the usable amount of hitchhiking time as compared to undying days of summer, where everything feels closer and movers are on the move. Not this night, though, instead we were in a dark and cold Laramie, all this while still full of energy after an easy one-ride day coming off a relaxing week in Jackson.

The solution: a brewery. A shining beacon of warmth, a place for contemplation, a breeding ground of travel magic, a place to tickle taste buds that trigger inspiration. A place to get buzzed in the middle of a Wyoming winter, anyway.
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Tuesday, June 7, 2016

I Might Win a $3K Adventure Trip

My photo, bridge jumping in Montana with some friends.
UPDATE: I won! Thanks for the voting help everyone, this is gonna be awesome!

Sierra Nevada is one of the best breweries on the planet on all kinds of levels beyond their consistently great beer.

The latest example is a contest they have going where they chose twelve people's adventure photos, six of these people who now get the most votes will get $3,000 towards one of many adventure trips. Everest, Kilimanjaro, Galapagos, Patagonia... the list goes on.

And I'm one of the twelve finalists!

So, if you have a second, vote for my photo here and I'll have a shot at this craziness, just go to that link and hit the red vote button. We have until June 12th to keep voting.

Thanks everyone, throw me some votes and I'll let you know if we made it, it'll be nuts if my photo wins!

Friday, June 3, 2016

Hitchhiking Dressed as Santa and an Elf

We had a thousand mile journey ahead of us for the upcoming Christmas holiday, myself dressed like Santa, Marilyn as an elf; Jackson Hole, Wyoming was our destination, Albuquerque our starting point and hitchhiking as our method of transportation.

A couple road tripping friends dropped us off on the outskirts of the city after having spent a couple days together. We were feeling jolly, my smiled showed only through my eyes with the rest of my face covered in the white, dollar store beard. We'd scrambled together all the red and green gear we could at thrift stores and the like, we were sure this would make the trip up to Wyoming a little more fun.

Our first ride came from a a guy in the cannabis industry, but only a few miles up the road. Next a car dealer rode us all the way up to Santa Fe, snapping a picture of us for his family to see later. A family gave us a short ride north of town after that, and there we waited for quite a while.

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Post-Vegas Hitchhiking To Arizona and New Mexico

Marilyn and I sat at the bar in Vegas, our new friend finally peeling himself away from the madness and making his way to the airport and on to the next thing. We'd hitchhiked to town expecting a two night stay, but Vegas had other plans for us. Now, after nearly a week, we too planned on peeling away ourselves. Then Shana called, it didn't take much to convince us into another day or two.

Still at the bar we hung out with one of the new bartenders there, she was from Michigan before recently moving. We ran around Fremont Street with her for a while, then got a ride back to my friend Shana's place for the night.

After some breakfast in the morning we hit the thrift store. Christmas was around the corner and we'd be hitchhiking to see my family up in Wyoming, so we wanted to hitch in style dressed as Santa and an elf. That story will come soon enough.

After gearing up, Vegas began again. First a little casino bar, then to a really good seafood spot to chow before heading to Shana's bar on Fremont. We drank there for a while, playing video poker and blackjack, sipping Guinness and taking well timed shots.

Friday, May 20, 2016

Sometimes Vegas Won't Let You Leave

Hell, I don't even know if I'm technically allowed in Nevada anymore, but it's hard to say no to a good time.

Anyone who's followed my travels knows at least a piece of my history in Las Vegas. It began with winning hundreds and even thousands at the crap tables, which in turn lead to years worth of comps in the form of free rooms, buffets, money and even tickets to Cirque shows.

Over the years Vegas has been the stage for psychedelic celebrations and blisteringly drunken nights. Unavoidable were new friends, punches thrown, hotel security, money won, money lost, court rooms, hotel rooms, scammers, days without sleep, days without waking, saxophone playing hypnotists and too much chaos to recount.

Now, after a long reprieve, I was heading into the desert's palpitating heart one again. This time I was bringing Marilyn, my lady of the past couple years and travel partner for the better part of the past year. She'd never been to Vegas, but this was about to be one hell of an introduction.
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