looking back to the beginning.

hello friends,

maren and i have been travelling for just over a week now, though it feels much longer given all the miles we have covered. america, it turns out is a very large place. being in small bellingham, which has felt increasingly more crowded, i forgot this. i was in awe and overwhelm driving across montana and south dakota.

lots has happened, lots happens every single day! the days feel long when you wake up in one city and go to sleep in another. i write and draw everyday but do not have the time/interweb access to post very much. here is a story/image from the beginning of the trip in missoula. we stopped to visit a dear friend of maren's and play a show in her back yard. on the drive there, my truck (a.k.a "sharona") was feeling a little odd. the clutch was moving in sl0-m0, sticking to the floor of the truck after shifting. we took a little tour of missoula mechanic shops and found one willing to do it in a rush, in exchange for a song. they very sweetly invited all their mechanic guys to come in from the shop and listen to us play in their lobby. we played them "strange" by patsy cline. it was a somewhat surreal moment of connection amidst the stress of car troubles, specifically especially expensive ones. i appreciate the way music lends itself to these sort of encounters.

they did a superfast great job and sharona is now running like a dream.