The AFP is headed West, entering the lands of Colorado and New Mexico. Once again, it seems like all free time is taken up with finding veggie oil, making travel arrangements, and planning the next events. I’m only one week out and already behind on blogging. There will be a few good pictures coming from [...]
A gesture of sadness for the missing link of the AFP. Photo taken by none other than a Starbuck’s employee in the drive-through lane, next to a beautiful country home that was clearly deprived of its setting in the rolling hills of Kentucky. Friends, fans, papparazi, The American Festivals Project is officially back on the [...]
I’ve emerged from the dark woods and windy roadways of Eagle, AK and find myself in the strange, flat city of Fairbanks. Tomorrow will mark the end of Alaska, and the return to the world of AFP details. The beard photos are certainly coming soon, but not before some editing and video work. I’m really [...]
The first leg of hitch hiking. Leaving Kenai in the fairy vehicle. Dropped on the side of the road. A great view, but a very angry dog killed the silence. Eleven hours later. 8:30 pm. The place I would stand for three more hours, waiting in vain for a ride. Made a soccer goal out [...]
I’ve just re-entered civilization after a very long series of hitch hiking adventures from the south-western part of Alaska up to the north-eastern edge. A total of nine rides got me about 500 miles and ended with stale mate at 11:30 pm in the freezing rain in the middle of nowhere. Luckily, a pickup truck [...]
