I’m on the road!

As before in the Miniseum series, each image links back to where I found it—a clicky rabbit trail.

As of today I am in Yosemite, tomorrow will be a summit attempt on Half-dome, and at this point I have travelled from Portland > Redding > Nappa > San Francisco > Yosemite. After I leave the Wawona Hotel here near the Park I’ll roll on up to Crater Lake in a hot pink Delorean. I wish I was in that van though (top), I’d drive it around wearing a native headress, bopping around to CCR, probably topless.

Today’s Miniseum represents the trip I’m on—my lingering handlebar mustache, and the man I’d like to be (last photo). Ever since I met a couple of my eccentric, traveling Uncle’s, I wanted to be that dude. You know, the one that had all the stories, the safari gear, and walked with his hands behind his back. Part tourist, part sailor, partly masculine & musky, but mostly eccentric. A man without roots, a man with a past, but that now prefers exoticism to domestic aging.

He’d probably listen to something like Stan Rogers: