What ever happened to us?

The Wanderbus has been dormant for most of the winter; keep a far distance from the salt and sand. I am currently reconstructing many components of the bus, based on certain problems we encountered on the trip. I am looking forward to this paddling season, increasing Panda Paddles sales and a new job that can help support me while the paddle company is still young: leading trips to Spain and selling tours. With that said, the Wanderbus may be going on an East coast tour. Not to mention the East coast is much friendlier for paddlers-- a far cry from the steep cliffs and jagged coast in the West.

Remember the cold spell that February? I was driving in that. I stayed one night at a Virginia rest area. The water tank was frozen, I was frozen and my food turned into a solid brick. The waste water did not, mostly because of the salt content in the urine. The mattress I slept on was also frozen solid like a week old piece of toast. I will remedy the problems for next winter. Now’s the time to purchase winter products, maybe a nice wood or propane stove? The bus is running on grease again after 3,000 miles of diesel. Amanda is pursuing her own plans. I will stay in the bus. The parting was rough but these things happen. We are both doing what is right in our destiny. I would like to quote a poem I wrote about this sort of life changing/altering plan. I am very proud of the poem and think it speaks to all of us who follow our dreams, or should.


Reverse Metamorphosis

It all came back to me
The voice that had beckoned was now being heard
The path turned round destiny changed
A tangible forced had touched me,
My old being came back to me in a rush of words and memories
How could I have forgotten?
What foolishness could I have posed?
Could I really have let myself waste away in the void
Until all had been sucked dry
I know now where to go
Thank you, my soul has been found


Keep on keeping on,

Justin