Last year, I had the great honor and privilege of being the first recipient of the Big Agnes Bob Swanson Memorial Grant. This grant is in remembrance of a true person of the outdoors, "The Tent Guy" Bob Swanson.
Thanks to this grant, and all its support, I was able to travel to New Zealand and bike 1900 miles across both islands, solo. Above is the latest episode of Case of the Nomads that documented this epic event! Here is my latest episode of COTN, enjoy!
Women on the Road and Vanlife Diaries are teaming up to bring adventurous women and nonbinary people together in Taos, New Mexico for a kid and dog-friendly gathering. This is an opportunity for us to connect and learn from each other, partake in the outdoor activities we love, and meet the crew behind Women on the Road and Vanlife Diaries.
When I stepped out of the airport, I didn’t see her. We had been texting so I knew she was picking me up. Realizing that her RV was probably too big for the underpass, I went to the outer edge of the pickup area where the hotel shuttles and buses pick up passengers. And there she was! I excitedly waved to get her attention. Rays of desert light flickered off my blue coat warming my flagging arm.
“Welcome to New Mexico”, Alice greeted as I open the RV door, throwing my bag in the back. After hopping in, we were off.
A 1500 foot long coil that was created at the peak of the land art movement in the 70's by the legendary Robert Smithson is probably one of the RADDEST things I've ever seen.
I'm moved. I'm touched. I'm inspired. I'm in love. I'm grateful. I'm in awe. All because of one man’s life work. He heard a message and had to create. He had nothing, yet everything.
In the Spring of 2015, before becoming a nomad, I spent two days at Andrea Zittel’s Wagon Station Encampment outside Joshua Tree, California. I considered this my nomadic training.
During the 31 day solo bike trip across New Zealand, I totally Nomaded it and stayed in a number of places. I didn’t make any plans on where to stay or stop for the night. I had loose goals each day. Some mornings I made a reservation at a campground or backpacker (hostel). Some nights I just rolled in. I really winged most of it and it paid off.
Fall riding is about being comfy, having some style or personality,and of course, layers! Here are my fav clothes for this fall.
A WEEK AS A NOMAD: A RAW VIEW OF SOLO VAN LIFE
“Taken straight from my daily journal, I’m opening up and getting real with you about what a week as a nomad is really like. And what van life is really all about. For two years I lived solo in a van while traveling around the US ….well almost alone, I also had my adventure dog India along with me. This journey changed my life. So come on, let’s crack this baby open, shall we, pages direct from my journal…”
When it came time to make my ford transit connect van into a home I had no clue where to start. With the help of my brother, we winged the transformation and lucked out. It only took a lot of blood, sweet, tears and beers for Jones to came to life as my….errr, sorry India..our home on the road.
I spent long days and long hours trying to find the perfect pee funnel. This is what I found and here is the truth behind a female urinary device aka pee funnel. What works and what doesn’t.
These are the 10 books I read before becoming a solo nomad, or at least the ones I remember. When I was preparing for the road and the unknown I found comfort and guidance in others stories.
Well I made it. I’m finally over the hill. Now how does one find freedom in turning 40? Is there really freedom in getting older?
Today my family and I were told that my Granddad has only days to live. He's been in hospice for a while now and is a stubborn man who loves his family.
How does one find acceptance of failure while on the bike? Here's my recap.
I found that Kiwis have this innate talent for creating the perfectly executed poached style egg causing me to have a new found poached egg love affair and to never look at them quite the same.
The morning of my first day of the tour was magical, but led to magically bad! It was as if I had never done anything like this before. Oh wait, I hadn’t!