One way to break my life into chapters would be by vehicles I’ve owned. It would go something like this: 1986 Dodge Charger, 1989 Subaru Wagon, 1993 Dodge Caravan, 1995 Toyota Truck, 2004 Nissan Frontier. The Frontier is my most recent and perhaps most dramatic chapter…
As a sales representative I drive, a lot. And to that tune I offer an ode (not an endorsement) to my Nissan that has made it ten years and almost 300,000 miles. From Asheville NC I have driven all over the east coast many many times, as far north as Ottawa and Montreal and as far South as Central Florida. “Till the Wheels Fall Off” is a borrowed title from a Hot Water Music album, but I mean it quite literally. Before I replaced a blown rear differential, for the second time, this happened…
Luckily, the truck and I lived, and so did everyone else who was driving near us. After four more years it’s temporarily parked until I find a used transmission. And even with a failing transmission and the absence of reverse, I was able (very strategically) to drive the vehicle for the last five months.
What is the relevance of all of this you might ask? Really all it means is that I paid a bunch of money over the course of ten years to drive around, go kayaking, sell kayaking gear, put gas in my truck, repair my truck, and on and on. I guess that’s the cost of making a living and/or striving to get out there and go paddling. If I’m lucky I’ll do it for another ten years.
Below are a few memories of road trips from the last decade.
Thanks, I guess,
Spencer Cooke, Effort Inc.