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In a few more minutes it will be midnight. In a few more hours, about 9 of them, I’ll be in Klamath Falls Oregon. On the Amtrak Train somewhere above Oakland headed due north. It’s going to be cold in Oregon, last time I saw snow fall was in Charelston SC. It snowed on the palm trees and a local told me it’s not normal. I’m exhausted, but figure this should be a fantastic time to write. I have plenty of time, and I can write about returning to Oregon after being on the road since summer of 2009. When I left Bend Oregon in my thousand dollar Jeep Wagoneer I had no idea I’d be returning via the California border on a choo choo train. Of course this was the basic ambition when I left, to enter into a state of travel with little known and nothing intent. I did have one big desire when I packed my bags two summers ago. That desire now floats in a muddy little slough, surrounded by Otters and man eating Sea Lions, just inside the breaking waves of the central Californian Pacific Ocean. How was that for a description of the piece of water my 1963 Pearson Triton floats upon. She’s old and beat up, but as tough as they come. The perfect boat for me to tear into, learn to work on, and eventually sail. I’m almost certain my first sail will be down the Pacific Coastline, around Baja, and into the Sea of Cortez. Wether this happens next fall, or the next fall, I’m not worried about it at the moment. These past few weeks I’ve become way to caught up in working on the boat, rushing myself through each project, stressing as if I have a deadline to meet. A few factors are to blame…. one being a leaky old boat with the onset of central California’s rainy season, and the other being my new found love of epoxy work. Epoxy is my archenemy when it comes to working on my boat. No doubt I need the stuff to make Selene seaworthy, but the stuff will make you blow smoke out of your mouth when your not holding a cigarette, setup in the pot at about ten dollars a minute, and rob you of your sleep as you sit up late at night in your van praying to the boat gods that your epoxy is hardening. I was telling Sally the other day, people are going to start walking past the boat and saying to eachother…. “is that guy making an offering to the portside of his sailboat?”, as i sit hunched over the gunwale begging for the epoxy to like me. Anyways, I’ve tried to desribe for you just how much the stuff stress me out. So, as I go to my moms place in Oregon for a few weeks I’m going to unwind. Focus on the fact that I left oregon to buy a sailboat in Florida and now have a georgous sloop in California. I’m one step closer to my dream of traveling on the wind and water. Plus, I made partner with Youtube, if you don’t know look it up, it’s a big deal to me…. something I’ve been working towards since I first started sharing videos with you all. Thanks everyone for your wonderfull support and involvment in this journey of mine, I enjoy having you along.

Pretty wild, I’m arriving in Kalamath Falls in a couple hours…. if you watch my first few video travel logs, I got stuck in Kalamath Falls when I first started this trip. I was broke and abosuletly terrified that I would never reach my sailboat. Even wilder is the fact that I ended up driving all the way around the outer edge of the United Sates to find my boat just a days drive from where I started. And even wilder than all that is I got my boat, having started out with 0 dollars, losing the jeep in florida, and now the van in monterey. I did it, I’m alfoat!!

cat mask

cat mask


Sally’s internet wasn’t reaching the van today so I came inside her house to upload one of my world famous youtube videos. I’m allergic to cats, or at least multitudes of cats, and inside Sally’s house there’s a small civilization of feline’s. So I sit online with my face mask working to share the travel experience. Hoping the sailboat donations will continue to trickle in or my photos make it into some gallery.
I’m tired and I haven’t been doing anything but hanging in Sally’s driveway. It’s my brain that’s taking all my energy, constantly mauling over all the attention my sailboat needs.
We’re in the kitchen watching weeds.
The boat is still sitting on the old owners ball. I have a slip about 15 miles north, with no way of getting the boat there. At first Dale and I had planned to sail the boat to its slip. But, smart people wouldn’t sail a boat with 50 year old rigging and no engine for backup in a northern california October. So now I’m waiting for an engine, an outboard. In the meantime I’ll continue to hang in my van and eat whatever dried food I can scrounge. Stressing until Selene is finally tied to a dock and ready to be stripped.
I’m anxious for the next half year. I’ll be living out of a broken van. Feeding on peanut butter and cans of soup. All in an effort to get Selene in live-aboard condition. Then I can begin looking at the real expense, getting Selene in cruising condition.
You wanna know what’s crazy about this? besides all this. I couldn’t be happier with where I’m at in life. I don’t wake up every morning at 9 and head to work. There’s probably not another soul out there living comparably and for some strange crazy reason this satisfies me. I’ll be honest, there are moments when I do think how comfortable life would be, living the status quo. Then as soon as my mind transports to the living comfort of status quo I’m instantly reminded why I love being here.
And, as a bonus, I’ve made a life long friend in Sally. It’s been a while since I laughed this hard in someone else’s company. Plus, she has lot’s of things that need to be painted. I do like painting, and this time it will be for money!
Someday you should try writing a blog entry while breathing through a mask. Oxygen makes sense.

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