getting ready to hit the road–nomad style.

i’ve spent the past month getting ready to hit the road. nomad style. i’ve been selling possessions, buying more crap, coordinating/consulting/commiserating…and,

i. can’t. wait!
i’m about to leave–i just moved all my stuff from one storage to a larger storage unit so it would be easier and i could split it with a friend, essentially making it cheaper.

i spent last night at home depot having them cut wood and then when i realized i couldn’t fit a 62.5 inch piece of plywood into the back of my truck (well i can, but i forgot about the fact that there are narrow and small windows to get through first). i noticed my angry don’t-judge-me reactions coming up as people walked by. just imagine it–me try to shove a huge piece of plywood into a space that clearly wouldn’t fit it…again, just to stroke my ego, i’d like to remind you that it can (and does) fit, just not as one whole piece.

it’s amazing how much i appreciate a comfortable bed and a warm house. it’s only september yet snowed the other day and is low 30’s at night in Montana right now. i know it will get warm again before winter truly hits, but i’m hoping to avoid major snowstorms and tricky pass crossings for a while while i head east.

i really hit my quota last year in my little Mazda–thinking i’d already driven through the worst of the worst in white-out conditions when i lived in colorado…through blizzards that pushed SUV’s off the road. i was wrong. i hit the craziest of all crazy last winter and am not sure how i survived. driving over passes that one shouldn’t be because all the major highways were closed. hence, really the passes i went over should have been closed too, but they were so small, normal people didn’t drive over them. google maps didn’t know any differently though. so there i was, for hours and hours. and hours. sometimes stopped for hours. sometimes moving at a snails pace unable to see a few paces ahead and just hoping to catch glimpse of a snow drift small enough to reveal the tip of a plow pole.

getting back to present, i am mad excited about leaving tomorrow. going to head east to land in MA for a week or two to play music with my dad, and visit some friends along the way. i plan on podcasting my journey but could also see myself just blogging instead. we’ll see.
until then,
happy nomading!