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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.
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…”
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?