6/3/14

What Awaits

This is difficult to do. Harder than you might imagine. But it has to happen. You see, this blog has been a place for me to share my stories. Photos and a few words from weekends spent searching for surf, camping and cooking, drinking way too much whiskey and sleeping in the mildly modified cargo van Karissa called Fargo. Three years. Every weekend. From Friday evenings on the ferry to Sunday mornings surfing bullshit because it'd be another week till we saw the water again.

She was with me every weekend. My wife. She drove, I rode. She cooked, I consumed. We took turns taking photos - standing on the shore in our wetsuits, operating the camera with frozen fingers. We had our issues, like a lot of young couples. Arguing at times. Frustrated with our future, or perhaps our past? But in the end we all reflect on what was, as well as what could have been. Better? Almost certainly. Bad? Not at all. But things have happened. Unfortunate things. And so I float solo, kicking my feet and keeping my head above water. Because in the end, this is still a place for me to share my stories, both the good and the bad.

And as unfortunate as this certainly seems, I'd like to look back at this blog and reflect on everything that happened ahead of all this - those cold nights in the cargo van, cooking over a campfire, sampling ciders, watching Futurama on an iPad when there weren't any waves, scaring gas thieving meth-heads with my Glock, eating dinner at Angel's, wearing wet wetsuits, complaining about the cold, finding secret spots and enjoying the company of all the kooks we call friends. It was wonderful. But it's over. So here's to what awaits.

5 comments:

Unknown said...

Kudos to you sir for sharing, it's hard to be open. Much love, kook!

Drew Miller said...

Very honest entry. A real perspective. Thanks.

gray said...

Heavy turn of the page. Props for recording both sides of the coin, can't be easy.

Anonymous said...

An honest entry would require honesty and both sides of the coin would require my story be told.

gray said...

KC ^ apologies, props were for the difficulty in recording both the ups and downs of life. I wouldn't assume to know the whole or any of the story, it's none of my business.
Heavy to read, though - and wishing the best.

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