Hard Truths and a Reality Check About My Nomadic Identity

This past weekend, I was so excited. I hadn’t been to my campsite up at Nicolet National Forest since December. And it was two months before that when there wasn’t snow on the ground. I’ve been waiting seven months to do some camping! I monitored snow coverage maps for weeks, waiting impatiently for the snow to melt. Then I waited Read More …

My New Tramp Name

Something pretty special happened to me this past weekend, and it was so special, that I almost didn’t notice it happened. I finally received a bona-fide tramp name. Bones christened me “Captain”. When he first started calling me “Captain”, I must have dismissed it in my mind because – over the years – many friends have given me many one-off Read More …