Stopping this Blog

I just thought I should mention it. I'm no longer updating this blog, and have no plans to. If you're trying to find me, try

Mexico City

Getting into Mexico City was no easy task. I managed to pick rush hour. Stupid, Cory. Stupid. Once I hit the outskirts of the city, it probably took me an hour and a half to find the hostel. Mexico City is a maze to those who don't live there, and it's filled with aggressive city drivers. Imagine driving in San Francisco, another place where driving is very social, and you've really got to communicate and respond to the actions of all of the cars around you constantly, but then take it's 3 lane streets, and make them into 8 lane streets, and you've got Mexico City. Exhibit any fear and every driver on the road will do anything they can to make your world a nightmare. You've got to be merciless to drive here. Defend your lane, and growl with your throttle when threatened. In San Francisco I had the upper hand at all times when driving my car. One look at my piece of shit car, and everyone knew that they were the ones with something to lose, and promptly got out of my way. In Mexico City, almost everyone else has that advantage. I was lost for a lot of the approach, but once I got my bearings, and I got into the split, it was on. It didn't matter how wide the road, I felt quite at home. And soon enough, I was at the hostel. (more...)

“Sometimes it's a little better to travel than to arrive”

-- Robert Pirsig

Sometimes I wish I had a tail, I think I could express myself better.

"In a car you're always in a compartment, and because you're used to it you don't realize that through that car window everything you see is just more TV. You're a passive observer and it is all moving by you boringly in a frame."

-- Robert Pirsig

Day 5: Leaving Orange County

Staying in Dana Point for the holidays was a real treat. I saw lots of old high school friends, and stayed with Linda Balmer. I got a little bit of work done on the motorcycle, and managed to install a USB charger for my phone. (more...)

Riding To South America

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Okay, so the day approaches. I'm about to leave on a motorcycle adventure to South America. I don't quite know how things will pan out after what I have mapped, or how close my route will be to what I have mapped. But here it is. The all of it. I've got my lists of gear, and motorcycle supplies. My route is currently mapped out as far as Guatemala, where Matt will be meeting me for a few weeks.  
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They heard me singing and they told me to stop Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock

-- Arcade Fire

Thailand: Railay

This spot has been incredible. I've already gotten some really fun sport climbing in. Made it into the ocean. Eaten all sorts of delicious things. Seen monkeys. Made friends. Been rained on. Gotten work done. Relaxed. Shaved off a moustache. And blogged about it.

Thailand Arrival

I'm going to keep this pretty brief. I have about a dozen mosquitos buzzing around my feet. Every now and then the fan turns my way and blows them away. They then have about ten seconds to make their move. I hate to say it, but they've been impressively successful. I have to hand it to them, they're good at what they do. (more...)

Emotional ups and downs? Ride it.

Whether you think that you can, or that you can't, you are usually right.

-- Henry Ford

Working or Traveling or Both?

  So, recently, I've realized that it might just be possible for me to continue traveling with very little interruption, given I keep working. The past few days in Vancouver I've been breaking my days in half. For one half I'm out going on adventures. For example, yesterday, myself and Mimi (a new friend, cute little French lady) went out to wreck beach, and laid in the sun and swam during the most beautiful hours of the day. It was brilliant. (more...)

All of the books in the world contain no more information than is broadcast as video in a single large American city in a single year. Not all bits have equal value.

-- Carl Sagan


I think it's a valid question...

Peripatetic: And So It Starts


Well, there it is. A pile of junk. (more...)

Stuck on a Cliff

Yet another Yosemite trip. We had lots of fun this time. We managed to get somewhat lost on a walk-off and stuck between a cliff and a rattlesnake. We made it out. Here are the photos.

Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people.

-- Carl Sagan

A life insurance policy: really just betting that someone is about to die.

You can make yourself feel guilty about anything if you put your mind to it.

Maui Part I

Matt, Chelsea, and I took off for Hawaii on the 10th of August. I managed to find a place to nap on the plane, far away from the crying baby. Matt and Chelsea were not so lucky. The baby was positioned directly behind them. After that, we promptly went to the grocery store and got all set up for a long bout of relaxation. We've been in the ocean every day thus far. Here are some photos of our trip.

The Shadow of Mordor (RIS)


This is the biggest beer we've ever made. Nearly 50 pounds of grain, just over half a pound of potent hops, and a 14 hour brew day. We started at 10 AM and didn't finish until just past midnight.


Why don't people touch one another more?

The beauty of a living thing is not the atoms that go into it

But the way those atoms are put together

-- Carl Sagan

Giving, and Music


What if people just gave things to one another because they could. What if one day you were walking down the sidewalk, and a person approached you, just to hand you a flower. How about a person standing on the sidewalk playing a 12 string touch guitar, just giving their music to the world around them, with no expectation of receiving anything in return. It happens, and it's truly beautiful when it does. These are the events where a real connection happens. Sure it's nice to meet people working at your favorite music store, or pizza place, but it's an entirely different interaction.