I met Tyll when I first arrived at the Imperial Dam LTVA. I was wandering around on my bike and heard someone playing jazz on a ukulele, so I stopped to listen. Seriously. I’m so glad I said hi: Tyll is one of the most interesting people I’ve met in a good long while, and he […]
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A Nomadic Life on Our Couch
Yes, it’s still relatively chilly and very windy here at Imperial Dam LTVA, near Yuma, AZ. We’ve been spending a lot of time in the trailer, which not one of us is excited about, but Tracy endures it with more stoicism than either Banjo or I. Quiet Inside I’ve been reading (I just started the […]
Indecision about Long-Term Camping
Just this morning as I was walking Banjo along the desert road, looking for burros and enjoying the peaceful sunrise, I had decided that this Imperial Dam LTVA is a smart place for us to stay put for a while. An hour later, inside the trailer when Tracy says he may have found us a […]
Desert Light on the Solstice
Our desert Christmas tree Scenes from the nightly LTVA parade
Socializing in the Clam
I’ve been reveling in “zero days” since we’ve arrived at Imperial Dam LTVA—that’s what AT thru-hikers call days when they make no progress on the trail at all. Zero Days My zero days mean I haven’t gone hiking, kayaking, errand-running, anything-ing that’s productive. So, how do I spend my time? We put up the tent […]
Why Do People Come Here?
I’m still mulling over possible reasons. They should be obvious, but I can’t wrap my head around it. Here’s a quick recap from my previous posts about Imperial Dam LTVA (long-term visitors’ area). Cons That pictures above is not of the LTVA, although I snapped it while I was taking the trash to the dumpsters […]
Settling into Life on Boot Hill
We’ve been here at Imperial Dam LTVA for longer than 95% of our campsites, I’d estimate, and I guess we’re getting the hang of this place. And I have to admit, it’s treating me a lot better than it is Tracy. I’m getting to be gregarious and reaffirming my faith in humanity (kind of), whereas […]
Banjo Days at the LTVA
The desert here isn’t Banjo’s kind of place; the only mammals around seem to be the wild burros, and they act like they’re going to charge when they see her, so we stay away from them. Of course, we still take her on three walks a day, but they’re along the rocky, hard paths here, […]
Balance Is a Seesaw
From Bruce Springsteen’s “Growing Up.” on Asbury Park, 1973: I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere, And you know it’s really hard to hold your breath. I swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared, I was the cosmic kid in full costume dress. Well, my feet they finally took root in the earth, […]
Where Eclectic Nomads Go for Community
I feel like I’m in a Talking Heads song sometimes. I’m a bit confused about exactly where we are, plus how I feel about why we’re here vacillates. Yet, we’ve been here (BLM land in Arizona? California?) for only two full days. Seems like my disorientation is greater than what could fit in two days. […]
