The power of the bike is endless. We’ve all heard and read it before.We’ve seen it in millions of Instagram posts, blog posts and in countless Bicycling Magazine articles. I’ve thought and believed the bicycle to be an incredibly empowering, freeing and people connecting tool since the day my father let go of my seat and I was riding without any assistance; finding balance and momentum working seamlessly to move me forward.
The other night Pamela and I attended a Pearl Jam concert at Fenway Park – a bucket list item for both of us. As tried and true New Englanders and life long Pearl Jam fans, the concept of seeing PJ at Fenway was “pinch me” worthy, served with a healthy dose of anxiety for Pamela. The dose of anxiety was something that was always front of mind when I called in the golden ticket favor to our friend Graham. Continue Reading
Today marks 365 days on the road living the #VanLife dream. Today marks “Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes” of truly feeling grateful for this journey. Therefore, please indulge me for a moment while I reflect and paraphrase one of the greatest songs from one of the greatest musicals/movements of all time: “Seasons of Love” from “RENT”:
I don’t really believe in Murphy’s Law because, ultimately, I’m an optimist; however, I do find it interesting that as soon as I posted about how smooth the waters have been, I got hurt. And it’s not that the waters have been rough ever since, it’s just that they have not been as awesome.
Yup, the Robo’s went sailing. True story. We didn’t run (ok fine, we did for like 30 miserable minutes) or ride, we sailed. Both of us sailed. Not just the one of us who is known to have a history of sailing, both of us. And by both, I mean JON! Continue Reading
As I sit and write this I’m enjoying the cuddling company of Penny Love and I’m partly watching “All Is Lost”, staring Robert Redford. Think of Castaway but with less dialog and more man and boat vs. the sea interaction with lots of CGI work. Not the worst movie nor the best, but it does serve as a reminder of how quickly things change out on the open ocean and how lucky I am to not be alone in the journey of life. Continue Reading