Hello just thought I would test out this beautiful blog feature to share my travels. As of right now, I'm camped out on the south side of Cleveland, Ohio waiting on my ride. I'm heading straight south down to Cincinnati, Ohio then heading to Louisville, Kentucky to collect my winter gear. That's much needed at this very moment.
I spent way too long in Portland, Oregon working with these two men destroy and rebuild a house. I worked there for three weeks tearing shit up. They paid me each week and IIgot enough money to head back east. I finally told the guys I neecI need to start moving on down the road. I took the overland route from Portland, Oregon to Chicago, Illinois. Good ride but seriously cold at night time. Once I made it to Chicago I waited all night and caught the wrong train about 4 in the morning and didn't notice for a while. We were heading to Cleveland were in at now.
It's been super cold during the nights and almost impossible to sleep with a $20 sleeping bag at night. Once I get my winter gear I'm heading northeast towards Portland, Maine because why not? I've never been and always wanted to go there. It's going to a slower trip because it's all-new land for me up there. As for the weather there, it gets very cold and can be deadly.
The gear I use for winter is pretty good. I use a backpack from Amazon that holds up good. My sleeping bag, garbage doesn't keep you warm at all. I carry a 4 peace bivvy sack that I put my sleeping bag inside of and that does pretty good. I carry coveralls, long johns, socks, thick button-up shirt, hoodie, and jacket. I carry an emergency blanket, hand warmers, gloves, thick tubogin and bandana to covet the face. I carry other things like a flashlight, tarp, rope, lighters, and markers. I carry more things but not worth listing.
Now I can't stress enough this lifestyle is dangerous and lonely and will take a toll on your mind, body, and soul. It's very dangerous to ride freight trains when you don't know what you're doing. I've had two friends die from riding the rails and they were seasoned riders. Most of the time it's waiting, walking, and more waiting. This gets old quick and that's where beer and drugs play a role.
Sorry for rambling on about nonsense I guess tomorrow night ill do another one about other things that have happened or information about me while on the road. I don't care if anyone reads or not this is more me to express my inner self to help fight my demons inside. Sounds stupid but it's fun to tell people about your travels.
Peace out: Hills
I spent way too long in Portland, Oregon working with these two men destroy and rebuild a house. I worked there for three weeks tearing shit up. They paid me each week and IIgot enough money to head back east. I finally told the guys I neecI need to start moving on down the road. I took the overland route from Portland, Oregon to Chicago, Illinois. Good ride but seriously cold at night time. Once I made it to Chicago I waited all night and caught the wrong train about 4 in the morning and didn't notice for a while. We were heading to Cleveland were in at now.
It's been super cold during the nights and almost impossible to sleep with a $20 sleeping bag at night. Once I get my winter gear I'm heading northeast towards Portland, Maine because why not? I've never been and always wanted to go there. It's going to a slower trip because it's all-new land for me up there. As for the weather there, it gets very cold and can be deadly.
The gear I use for winter is pretty good. I use a backpack from Amazon that holds up good. My sleeping bag, garbage doesn't keep you warm at all. I carry a 4 peace bivvy sack that I put my sleeping bag inside of and that does pretty good. I carry coveralls, long johns, socks, thick button-up shirt, hoodie, and jacket. I carry an emergency blanket, hand warmers, gloves, thick tubogin and bandana to covet the face. I carry other things like a flashlight, tarp, rope, lighters, and markers. I carry more things but not worth listing.
Now I can't stress enough this lifestyle is dangerous and lonely and will take a toll on your mind, body, and soul. It's very dangerous to ride freight trains when you don't know what you're doing. I've had two friends die from riding the rails and they were seasoned riders. Most of the time it's waiting, walking, and more waiting. This gets old quick and that's where beer and drugs play a role.
Sorry for rambling on about nonsense I guess tomorrow night ill do another one about other things that have happened or information about me while on the road. I don't care if anyone reads or not this is more me to express my inner self to help fight my demons inside. Sounds stupid but it's fun to tell people about your travels.
Peace out: Hills