I continue to read blogs of people that have walked across the United States. Several have used a carts to carry supplies which seems like a good idea. Mark Baumer's cart kept breaking. It was essentially a stroller meant to be pulled behind a bike. In Texas people kept yelling, "Those babies must be dying."
Matt Green also walked with a cart, but his looked much sturdier. I kept searching for what kind of cart it was. It turns out that his cart also started as a stroller but was built by Runabout in Aloha, Oregon. The owner of Runabout will sell the frames separately.
Here is a picture of Matt Green with his cart. He also kept a blog that you can read here.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
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Thursday, March 24, 2011
Walking Shoes
I have become obsessed with walking across the United States. It fuels my daily life and fills me with hope. It strengthens my resolve to live boldly.
I have read through Mark Baumer's blog and his account of his own cross country account. Some how we have linked in the psychic realm. Originally I thought of walking from the Golden Gate Bridge to Brooklyn Bridge, but I am worried that I won't have enough time. So I keep exploring routes with Google Walking Directions. Two nights ago I decided I might walk to Savannah. After getting further into Baumer's blog I discovered that Mark Baumer also started there.
I have devoured his words and I am full of beef and cheese. Not every one finds him witty. One man thought he must have a degree in stupid. If this is true, then Mark is my kind of stupid. He is a one-wheeled motorcycle with a pizza oven and an entourage of clowns hiding in the gas tank.
Yesterday I found the shoes I want to walk across the U.S. After all, the voyage starts with the feet covered in rivers of lines. Those piggy-digit-ed extremities make first contact with the earth that is screaming for an embrace from something besides radials and steam rollers in these trying times. The boots were made by Teva. Light. Comfortable. Water proof. The ends of the soles were curved, which forced my knees to bend more. My knees said Thank You. The boots retailed at $120, but they were on sale for $79.99. I didn't have the cash to take them home, and they aren't listed on the Teva website.
Decisions need to be made. Planning has to happen. First of all I have to get leave from work to do this. Things are usually slower at the end of the spring and through out the summer. Could I go then? Can I get a green flag?
Then there is money. I don't have enough vacation time socked away. That means I won't get paid while I am gone. Student loans and other bills still have to be paid. I also have to buy equipment and food. Can I get a sponsor. REI can you help me? Sony can you give me a netbook to blog with. Can I have my phone for free for a few months Verizon? Canon will you give me a camera for Christmas. I could be a field tester. Hey Teva do you want to see how your shoes hold up to hot asphalt for thousands of mile. I can find out for you. Hey snack bar and drink companies do you want pictures of me with your products? I will be your guinea pig. I will fly your flag. Come on let's do this thing.
I have read through Mark Baumer's blog and his account of his own cross country account. Some how we have linked in the psychic realm. Originally I thought of walking from the Golden Gate Bridge to Brooklyn Bridge, but I am worried that I won't have enough time. So I keep exploring routes with Google Walking Directions. Two nights ago I decided I might walk to Savannah. After getting further into Baumer's blog I discovered that Mark Baumer also started there.
I have devoured his words and I am full of beef and cheese. Not every one finds him witty. One man thought he must have a degree in stupid. If this is true, then Mark is my kind of stupid. He is a one-wheeled motorcycle with a pizza oven and an entourage of clowns hiding in the gas tank.
Yesterday I found the shoes I want to walk across the U.S. After all, the voyage starts with the feet covered in rivers of lines. Those piggy-digit-ed extremities make first contact with the earth that is screaming for an embrace from something besides radials and steam rollers in these trying times. The boots were made by Teva. Light. Comfortable. Water proof. The ends of the soles were curved, which forced my knees to bend more. My knees said Thank You. The boots retailed at $120, but they were on sale for $79.99. I didn't have the cash to take them home, and they aren't listed on the Teva website.
Decisions need to be made. Planning has to happen. First of all I have to get leave from work to do this. Things are usually slower at the end of the spring and through out the summer. Could I go then? Can I get a green flag?
Then there is money. I don't have enough vacation time socked away. That means I won't get paid while I am gone. Student loans and other bills still have to be paid. I also have to buy equipment and food. Can I get a sponsor. REI can you help me? Sony can you give me a netbook to blog with. Can I have my phone for free for a few months Verizon? Canon will you give me a camera for Christmas. I could be a field tester. Hey Teva do you want to see how your shoes hold up to hot asphalt for thousands of mile. I can find out for you. Hey snack bar and drink companies do you want pictures of me with your products? I will be your guinea pig. I will fly your flag. Come on let's do this thing.
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