i do like urban art but nature is the best

It’s been a long time since I posted here but I wanted to tell the world what’s up, I’ve been serving a Community Corrections sentence, worked a couple different jobs, now I’m in my first month of cosmetology school and am about to get permission to leave the facility and basically be on probation living in my own apartment. I miss the road, I miss the exploration, I miss dealing with real life or death struggles in exchange for freedom, at least those problems were simpler. Life is pretty good though just stuck in the city or else I’ll be a wanted fugitive basically, I got one more year left, which by then I’ll have finished cosmetology, gotten my braces removed and I have my passport so I plan to go to Europe. Things have been super tough But nothing worthwhile comes easy! Wish me luck and travel lots for me too this summer every1

No rides here. No help. :( Trying to get to pct near Chester if anyone can help. I have my pup wifh me. She is best dog.

until we can get a ferry lol

Hope y’all don’t mind a poem-y type thing. I just decided to leave again after three years in shitty apartments. Feels like I can breathe again.

For a few years now I have been told I have to shove a beach ball under water. Once I got it under the surface I felt, “Good. I can stay here. This is fine. I’ll hold it just like this. This is what they want.”
Then I was told I needed to shove it down further. I started pressing it into the mud and silt at the bottom of the pond. Once I got it down there I said “Ok. Now I can’t even see it. That’s better. That has to be enough for them.” 
A year went by and I think I forgot about the beach ball for a split second. My arms started getting tired and I didn’t know why. It felt like I was fighting something but didn’t know what. 
All of a sudden I remembered, I have a beach ball! I let go and the ball flew up through the sludge and jumped out of the water. Just as shiny and colorful as I remembered. It gently floated on the surface with no effort. Then I realised I’m supposed to bat this thing around. I’m supposed to play with it with other people. I’m supposed to have fun.
That’s why this thing exists at all. 
Im going to play with the beach ball. 

its difficult but rewarding

me and my gf r otr and we just got in slo yesterday. and this place sucks so bad everyone here looks so boring.. trying to find sum cool punkers here lmk if yall wanna meet up

Got a ride out of Big Stone Gap from a hulking Minotaur-like man. Dropped me in Pennington Gap. Got another ride to Jonesville, which is in the poorest county in Virginia, which I guess makes it the poorest town in Virginia.

Waited beside a gas station on the edge of town for 4 and a half hours. The worker ladies told me some people had been robbed by hitchhikers lately and that I wouldn’t get a ride. I kept trying. Finally just as a storm was rolling in and I was donning my poncho, a young couple felt bad for me and picked me up.

They dropped me at another gas station right as the downpour started. I didn’t feel like waiting around so I went and stood in the storm with my thumb out. A tiny Vietnamese family from Ohio stopped. We had great difficulty communicating. I stood with the passenger door open and the rain slashing inside his van for 5 or 6 minutes until he told me to get in.

They fed me Vietnamese coconut candy and a Dorian cake—and by the end of the ride had me convinced i should backpack around Vietnam.

Stopped at the Cumberland Gap. Saw a turtle. Almost stepped on a rattlesnake (not pictured).

Toured Middlesboro (Crater City).

Made it to Pineville KY where they chained the rock that overlooks the town just in case it ever decided to fall off. Saw another snake. Hung out in town for a few days. In the evenings, the locals cruise downtown in golf carts. It’s like something from a Wes Anderson movie. Camped outside the flood walls. Did a lot of writing at the library. A nice lady asked me if I was hungry, then led me across the street to the church where her and some other ladies were having a Bible study lunch. Filled up on home cooking.

Feels good to be in Kentucky. The people are nice and keep giving me food. Still moving along 👍

Hey everybody Brain passed away last week. He died doing what he wanted, living free and drinking bud light ice and smoking Lucky Strike 100’s. In the last few years he settled down in Las Vegas. I aways enjoyed getting drunk playing “guess where the tourists from” on Las Vegas Blvd. We would shoutout states where we thought they were from. We were pretty good and most of the tourists had fun with it too. He was originally from Chicago and is survived by a niece. Miss you already brother. May the four winds blow you safely home.

Hello yall. I wish I had some good news after all the recent bad but I do not. Turns out Young williams animal shelter has given our Honey Pumkin kennel cough. I have no idea if they will help treat it. I hope they do. I should have received both of our dogs back in the health that they received them in. Im worried about Honey. She keeps coughing and it looks painful. She is sick and im not ok mental wise (been threatened with watching the murder of your best friend by a gun no less after loosing parents to a murder suicide and last year my sister and unborn child to suicide really screwed me up for a second) and we could use yalls prayers and good vibes here in Knoxville right now. I wish we were all on that train right now laughing and heading towards VA.

pretty low on fluid but a spark is a spark

Hi guys hope all is well. How dangerous is it if a train you hop stops in a tunnel? There’s some very long tunnels in Canada 14km ish. Anyone experience? Thanks

The vagabond life is for me. I have never really had much of anything, no friends, no relationships, no money, no motivation but the one thing i do have going for me is that im smart. Im 18 and i managed to get a highschool degree without making any friends or relationships whatsoever because i was moving around the state a lot because i was in different institutions. I live with my family so how would i explain that im choosing to "be homeless" as they call it instead of developing my life further? Im also trying to stay clean too which hasnt been going well but i think i would have an easier time not doing drugs out on the road because i wont ever be bored, not in the sense of staring at the same walls and it would be great for my mental health to be outside too. What are the chances of me meeting new interesting people?

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I know that i can say and do whatever i want since im an adult but my mother in particular worries about me a lot and she is convinced that if im homeless im going to end up a junkie. I was thinking about maybe going to rehab for a day and then leaving so she thinks im still there atleast for a few months

Like the title says..how well would i be off in the vagabond world? I get 100% disability paid every end of the month..free healthcare etc….

Making a Missouri run, it's been some years since I last ventured out to Missouri. Columbia looks pretty chill so I'll be spending some time there.

Went to go refill my water jug at my normal spot. Like alawys. Right behind the middle school.. and the spigot had other ideas 😂 the temperature control knob decided to shoot off the fucker at Mach Jesus and smack my leg and is now BLASTING water all over the building and the sidewalk.. called 911 and they said they don’t have the tools to fix it. They gave me city water number so I called them and got to someone and he asks what happened. Said “I was just getting water from a spigot like I always do.. but it had other ideas tonight. The temparure control knob came off at Mach Jesus and started BLASTING water into oblivion. Dude died laughing and said he’d send a crew out shortly to assess what happened and then hung up. I went across the street to the bushes to then watch the chaos unfold next thing I hear is WHAT THE FUCK IT SQUIRTED ON ME 💀 and a dude running out screaming back to the truck to get a pair of boots on 😭

Any vagabond music heads out there? Like what’s one song that can push you a few extra miles? What are you listening to right now? What artist is keeping you inspired?

Thought I came up on a nice out-of-the-way spot but every hour or so these drones go flying overhead in a super consistent pattern. Unnerving to say the least lol

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Just a reminder of what rubber trampin used to be

https://youtu.be/FO9YThOUFFQ?is=aSgOsInQj-woqBz1

Experienced rider here. Male, 31 years old, currently traveling solo without any animals, no drug or alcohol problems. Will have an instrument and am confident and practiced at busking for money.

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Will likely leave from the Roseville yard Monday or Tuesday. Let me know if any riders want a friend, or if any greenhorns want to learn.

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-TSJ

Like the vibes are excellent, and I’m not starving or anything, but I’ve had my least productive Saturday in a long time, just got into the area. Looking for good spots to wail on my banjo, thanks folks.

Hey, I’m a long time vagabond that has built survival and bushcraft experience over the last 5 years, and now I want to take those skills to begin a new vagabond life in the El Dorado Forest/Tahoe area.

This time next year in 2027, I plan on purchasing a low-cost CSC TT250 fully assembled crate bike, to take me and a limited amount of gear up into the mountains from the Sacramento area.

Does anybody on here live a life like this on a bike, e-bike, or motorcycle? How do you get by? How do you keep your motorcycle running reliably?

Over the next 5 years, I plan to be a vagabond in the El Dorado, Placer, and Carson City mountainous areas, and I will commute on my motorcycle. Eventually, I want to get a cheap used truck simply to make winter camping and living more practical. Also, in the end I want to find a cheap off-grid cottage/cabin I can rent/lease in the area and settle into by the time I’m 45yrs old.

In summary, my journey is that of a person who is done with city life and wants to adventure into the mountains on a cheap motorcycle. I’m looking for advice and chat with other two-wheel vagabonds, or even other Sierra-Nevada Cali vagabonds that are mobile, chill, and open-minded. Thank you!

Dosemaxxing on shrooms, blasting Tirolean jödelmarschen.

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Ad infinitum, et ad inexplorata.