It's sunny and hot as hell back in California right now, and the east coast has been some rain, mostly nice, and now the humidity and thunderstorms are upon me. I had this whole week cut out to take off, and I'm fairly ready with everything, but dealing with utilities that are in my name, and a good day to cut out between the days of eastern seaboard thunderstorm. See I'm headed right along the route of traveling storm, from Brooklyn to Boston. Thats how the clouds like to flow. That's my first leg. I'll be camping at Provincetown, MA before I get to Boston, cause I wanna cozy up with the folks who live where the Pilgrims landed. And I hear they know how to "get down." The drinks will flow.
In the meantime, I'm sitting on the couch, next to two pairs of fresh underwear and socks that I just folded, and they're about to get stuffed into my gear. I was able to compile a simple set of minimalist gear for this trip, granted I don't have too many 0 degree nights, I'm mainly layering small for compactness. Here's what my items consist of:
*Hammock
*Mosquito Net
*Tarp
*Spring sleeping bag 50deg
*Waterproof bivy sack, compact & light.
*Tent: (I tailored a tent to make it much smaller.)
*Cowboy Duster coat, full-length, freshly waxed
*Guitar: I go everywhere with my Martin Mini. I sewed extra pockets on to it for all my nicknacks.
*Stove: the size of a mug.
*Tools: fits into pouch top of my forks.
*Oil filter, and Primary oil (the good stuff).
*anything else I can stuff into cracks and crevices, probably more tools.
And that's about it! My rig is fairly light and I love that. Because the less I feel I have to lift with my left leg, the better. Lucky for me, the two days I rode around on the bike, the leg rode great, and actually liked its riding position.
Two weeks ago I did a maiden voyage, 3 months from my Knee busting, and finally reunited with my bike. I leisurely rode down to Rockaway Island, and did the whole little spit from Fort Tilden and Rockaway Point, down along Atlantic Beach, Long Beach and out to Jones Beach. That's when the rains finally caught up to me. I had been doing a good job of staying in front of them and under the bluish sky, but it was finally as far as I was gonna go that day. I had a nice slow trafficy ride back to Brooklyn in the steady rain. There was a good amount of splitting lanes cause that shit can get pretty ridiculous at times. But I got home, and I felt great that my leg performed nicely, maybe an ache here and there, but over all, I felt ready to get this puppy on that long adventure to the west coast, via the Northern States. I've been stoked about doing this for a long time. I'll write periodically from the road. But in the meantime, that's my digs, and I hope to see and hang with great peeps all across my route.
See you on the Road.
J.W. Dirty and Free.
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