We've been quiet, for a while, and this blog post is just about one-year-to-the-day overdue. This time last year, we were living out our last days, for the foreseeable future, with Penny, parked on the beach in La Ventana. Since then, we've been attempting to assimilate to life off the road, which doesn't inspire the same spark to write as does traveling, kitesurfing and side-of-the-road repairs.
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re·sil·ience
noun
the ability of a substance or object to spring back into shape; elasticity.
the capacity to recover quickly from difficulties; toughness.
The hour is upon us
As we listened to the wind humming outside, Jacqui and I mused to ourselves that every day living on the road, no matter how monotonous it could be, always seems full of adventure. Right now we have three sets of friends getting ready to pick their rigs up in Columbia, something we very well thought we’d be doing in the near future. However, no matter how much we try to force it, at least for now, our adventure is simply moving another direction, again.
Read MoreChanging Scenery
The morning had arrived. The PennyWagon was packed. The goodbye hugs were given. The motor was purring. The road was bumpy.
Read MorePre-flight gut check
If you're reading this today, Jacqui and I are currently packing the PennyWagon to hit the road to explore the great unknown that lays South of Isla de Piedra. For this occasion, I feel some reflection is necessary, after all we’re not the dreamy-eyed, head-in-the-sky, no-regard-for-danger or perils type; to us there is significance in moving past this very familiar milestone in the road.
Read MoreOperation: Tour Guides Part 2
We woke the day after Christmas on our little private beachfront campsite north of La Ventana. The night before we viewed a few options for free camping but even the ClamVic crew agreed, Rasta Beach, our past favorite camping spot, is an outright gem
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