It feels good to be living in the bus again. Rollin' in the wind and sleeping where i'm parked. We cooked a big taco dinner the other night on the side of the road in Pawtucket. They seemed extra delicious.
Last year I entered in a little "best summer" challenge with some friends. Basically, whoever has the best summer, wins. Of course we all know that it doesn't matter what you do with your time. As long as you enjoy yourself, you won.
BUT, I have a pretty good chance of winning this year because I just spent the first day of sunmmer eating pizza and riding a jetski......at the same time!!!
I'd like to say that everyone enjoys a nice cannonball, But the truth is, they are probably used more to piss people off than get people stoked. I'm a cannonballer. I'm the guy that hits the diving board and soaks the table with the cake on it at a little kids birthday party.
How can you not love that giant splash of water?
push your friend off a boat and have someone take a picture of it. They thought they had the last laugh, but by the time i hit the water I was in a ball and sending up a tidal wave to soak them.
I love me a nice back yard cook out. Especially when there is a pool, a ping pong table, dogs galore, and a bunch of friends. But the all time greatest thing about zach's cookout, was that I whooped his ass like 10 times straight in ping pong. Granted, he might have been drinking beers since 10AM, and I wasn't, but I'll take an undefeated day of pong however I can get it. My Czech Ping Pong Mr. Miyagi,Paul, has taught me well.
We cooked a whole bunch of food on the grill. I went out to the bus and whipped up some potatoes chopped up in tin foil with some of the Basil and Thyme I've been growing in the bus.
I went scuba diving once before, and it was a failure. I panicked and spent the time on the boat instead of on the bottom of the ocean. Last week my friend Jimmy asked me to give it a second try. With a feeling of having to overcome my fear of breathing underwater, and a curiosity for what's underneath the boats I spend time on, I gave it a second try.
The worst part about scuba diving, is having to shave my beard off so the mask doesent leak. The good part about it though, is that you get to catch lobsters with your hands and eat them for breakfast. Although I was too nervous to grab this big guy with my bare hands, Jimmy was nice enough to grab him and throw him in the bag for us to eat.
The second project on the bus, was the "kitchen" area. I am sick of having to wash my dishes with a wet rag, so i built some cabinets and a counter top, and installed a sink. I threw a water tank underneath with a pump that runs off a spare battery underneath the bus, that will be hooked to a solar panel on the roof.
I built some book/plant shelves for the end of the cabinet.
and dialed it all in with some cabinet doors, and a shelf on the wall
This past winter, changed my life. The spontaneity of buying a plane ticket to Austin and then taking a bus ride to NYC instead of getting on the plane,packing into a van with 7 of my friends and driving up and down the east coast meeting great people, flying to San Francisco on a whim, and staying for months, jumping in a van with 3 friends and driving from california to virginia,then getting on a sailboat and sailing from Maryland to Maine. Third eye open.
The crazy winter, made me want to get the bus dialed and get on the road with no destination for a while. The Endless Summer. Unfortunately, living on the road out of a back pack for 3 months, left me run down and disheveled. Close to broke with a laundry list of things i would need money for.
First thing first was to get it back on the road. Backed up taxes,insurance,registration,a suspended license I didnt know about... $800.00. I worked at the boat yard for a few weeks and saved up enough to get it on the road. Next was to start building a new bed that would sit above the veggie tanks.
After sleeping on floors and couches, in trees, mel's 5 year old sons bed,and who knows where else, It feels really really good to have my own bed again.
The rest of my last day in Vermont, was spent riding bikes and swimming with friends.
Went to a mini ramp by a river. It was falling apart but we still made the best of it. Played fetch with Ziggy for a while in the river. I found a stick that sank and he would find it under water and stick his whole head under to grab it. I love that Wolf.
Woke up and watered the Garden. Beautiful. And then we took a 4 wheeler ride to check out the rest of the land. Rivers, a mountain top cabin, an interesting round thing made out of logs... Paradise in the middle of no where.
The one thing I told myself I would do this summer, is plant a garden. I had a girl friend who's mom had gardens all over her back yard, that I think about all the time almost ten years later. The downside to living on the road in a bus, I don't have a yard of my own to plant a garden. I told Shawn my predicament and we came to the perfect conclusion.... Plant a garden in Vermont,together,and I will go back up there in a month or so when I finish the bus, to enjoy it .
Woke up laying next to Ziggy. We took a 4 wheeler ride to check out some of the back yard. I couldn't believe my eyes. There was the beginning stages of a 9,000 sq ft skatepark. Shawn and his friend have been busting their asses to build his dream ramp.