our epoch… one year, 48 state adventure
join us on our adventure as we visit all of the lower 48 states in one year!
It’s been a while since you’ve heard from the epoch48 crew.
Way too long, and I apologize for that. We know many of you enjoy getting these updates in your mailbox – and we all but disappeared. Or so it seemed.
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Willie Nelson.
Most everyone is familiar with his hit song, On the Road Again. You know…
“On the road again. I just can’t wait to get on the road again. The life I love is makin’ music with my friends. And I can’t wait to get on the road again. On the road again, goin’ places that I’ve never been, seein’ things that I may never see again…Like a band of Gypsies we go down the highway…”
This is pretty much the theme song for our life right now. Seriously.
So, it arrived. The big day finally arrived. Ten days ago, from the time I am writing this, our new season in this journey of life started.
June 18, 2018, our 52 week, 48 state adventure began.
In 56 days we will be starting our 52 week voyage across the USA. Our family of four (along with our pug) will leave our 5,000 sq. ft. house and we will be making our 5th wheel, Gipzee, our home for those 52 weeks. Gipzee has a bit under 500 sq. ft. Looks like we’ll be living in 10% of the amount of space we’re accustomed to living in.
Is this bad? Not really. But I’d be lying if I said it wouldn’t be an adjustment.
We are all different. Very different. For that I’d like to say, “Thank you, Jesus!”
Different things make each of us tick. Different things make us happy, sad, hurt, inspired…you get the point.
Today I want to talk about your happy place. And mine. For the sake of the conversation, let’s remove our family as our happy place. That should be a given. At least for me and my life, so we are going to the “next place” that we like to go when we need to recharge, rest, smile, laugh, dream. And all those other much needed releases in order to make life more bearable.
You know that Geico commercial that takes place in a boring, white office lunchroom and some guy is heating up a burrito in the microwave? For some reason, they thought that the song, The Final Countdown, by Europe, would be an appropriate theme song. For heating up a burrito.
I don’t like that commercial. Ask my kids. As little as we watch TV (no cable in this house), every time that one comes on I cringe. I might also lament out loud in anguish just so everyone around knows how much I despise the commercial.
I’m not sure how much I have in common with Johnny Cash since I never have or ever will meet him, but I believe it’s very little. I can play a guitar. And… That’s probably it. I’m even less sure about how accurate the movie Walk the Line depicted Mr. Cash. I imagine there are some truths, and other “facts” that were “tweaked” to make things more interesting. What I do know is that in the movie, Mr. Cash said something in response to his life that my life speaks to me. Over and over… And like him, what I want to say back is,
Don’t give me no rules. All I got are rules.
fish naked. ski naked. bake naked. hike naked.
These have always been weird to me, because I get mental images of people doing these things. Naked. Some seem wrong. Others seem painful. All seem a tad inappropriate for this family-friendly household.
Remember how simple life was when we were kids? We just got up everyday and lived. In the middle of living, we’d eat, get dirty, make messes, do chores, ride bikes, eat more, laugh, play stupid-yet-fun games, eat again, laugh, run around outside until dark, take a bath, go to bed….then get up the next day and do it all again.
Simple.