Morning Prose After a Storm

I wake up and wipe the dust off of my lips and out of my eyes. The storm overnight only brought the relief of rain for about an hour, after that, just wind. Wind strong enough to partially collapse my tent and fill it with a layer of fine sand. Wind strong enough to leave me feeling defeated enough to relinquish all efforts to try and control the situation. It’s been about a week since I last showered and the swirling menace that found its way through the fine mesh walls of my feeble home plastered my body, turning every exposed inch of it it […]

Coitus Interruptus, The Can Man, and Free Pancakes

Taking to the road isn’t always a rewarding and romantic experience. Mode of travel, willingness to go with the flow, and general attitude, among other things, can determine the kinds of interactions and experiences you have along the way. I’ve been on road trips before where I met almost no one and did close to nothing besides get drunk, read, sleep, eat, wander, and repeat. This time however, has been different from the very beginning. Sobriety aside, it seems like every time I throw my leg over the bike I’m bound to have a strange or rewarding interaction, often both, or see something I wouldn’t […]

Seattle to Yachats for New Year 2017

Seattle, WA to Yachats, OR / 370 miles / New Year 2017   A few days before Christmas, I woke up and did what I had been doing first thing every morning for the past month, I checked the weather in every town along the Pacific Coast from Seattle, WA to Monterey, CA for as far into the future as I could see. I wanted to get on the road as soon as possible. I’d been in Seattle for nearly two weeks already and I was beginning to feel the effects of sitting around, lazily smoking too much pot, eating too much delicious heavy food, and not […]

I’m Alive

By now the chill has worked its way deep into my bones. I look down to my right and see the frost piled up in firm heaps on the side of the road, taunting me. My body remembers when I ran away at ten years old and ended up with my first case of mild hypothermia. I can feel the shivers fighting to work their way in from the tops of my thighs up into my belly. I pass a service station, the sign tells me it’s 38 degrees fahrenheit. I’m traveling at 63 miles per hour and every bit of me feels exposed. I […]

Bend to Puget Sound, in a Snowstorm, in a Uhaul

Last week, as winter reared its big ugly head across the Pacific Northwest, I packed my bags and loaded my motorcycle into the back of a rented moving truck in preparation to hit the road for what may very likely be a yearlong stretch of exploration across the country. My motivations for taking on such a lofty expedition has wavered back and forth from wanting to celebrate somewhat newfound sobriety and a desire to further understand this country that I call home. The sudden aggressive onset of winter and the drive from my former home in Bend, Oregon to my previously former home in Puget […]

A Response to Angry White Men

The piece below was originally published during the second week following the announcement that Donald Trump was the next President-Elect of the United States of America. From the time that this was announced there have been hundreds upon hundreds of hate crimes committed in this country. The vast majority of which have been committed in the name of Donald Trump or as a result of being emboldened by his divisive and hateful rhetoric, and even further encouraged by the white-supremecists he has continually aligned himself with as he makes his way towards the White House. The night I published this piece I received a threat on […]