Come the Morrow

I am excited in a different sort of way.

I’ll try and post some photos up here along the way.

Almost one year ago my friend Winston and I set out in his grease powered truck to pick up hitchhikers and document their stories.

We found that hitchers are a dying breed, however, lust for the open road is very much alive and well in the hearts of mankind.

We aim to finish our project this year.

Here’s a little something to wet your whistle.

Do you ever wonder?

I do.

My eyes are anticipating.

Catastrophe.

My feet already smell.

My sticky hair.

Rubble.

Do you ever wonder?

Then look back on what you wondered about?

And you know.

Come the morrow, you never know what may happen. What great or small event lies waiting that may forever alter the course of your life.

I hope to keep you stopping by with photos, finds, and stories of adventure galore.

Machu Picchu, July 2009.

I edited this for my friend Ty. He shot it on a flip cam Santa Claus brought him.

First post on the Tumble blog.