Mt. Rainier
After winding down my photography career in 2020 and working seven years at the University of Arkansas as a research technologist, I decided to finally return to the life I always dreamed of living.
The yearning for adventure and learning and growing is something that never quite goes away.
Selfie in Port Townsend, Washington
I know I'm not the first person to tell this kind of story and it is honestly a tired trope at this point. I might as well just call my YouTube video "Corporate Women Sells Everything To Live On The Road!!!!"
But there's a difference! I've traveled the country by van, thumb, and freight train making art and learning as I went. I was a vanlifer before vanlifing was a thing. I remember when it was just called being homeless.
Those first adventures happened when I was fresh out of college with absolutely no savings or prospects and a $600 Ford Econoline from the 80s.
My first van, a 1985 Ford Econoline
This time I'm a little more put together. I had a good job, I bought a good van, and I spent several months building out an interior with solar power, a sink, a fridge, a photo editing workstation, and cooking space. I'm 33 years old now and I finally had the time, money, and skills to build the van I always wanted back then.
Deception Pass, Whidbey Island, Washington
My doggie, Ese
That's not to say I did this on a rich person's budget. The money for this came mostly from selling my beloved Miata, my Yugo, and all the contents of my apartment. I bought the van for $3500 and spent another $6500 finishing the interior work on it. It could be done for less money if you wanted, for sure.
If you'd like to learn more about this build, you can read about it here: Building A Dajiban
This journey started in Fayetteville, Arkansas. I've called Arkansas home for the last 33 years but it was time to leave. Housing prices are rising at an insane rate. Anti-trans sentiment is boiling over. I wasn't legally allowed to use the bathroom at work.
I said goodbye to my friends and family and set off through the vast expanse of Oklahoma.
I don't know if you know this, but windmills are so big. They make a perfect camping spot for the night, if you can stand the vertigo and sense of fear that comes from looking up at blades, bigger than your house, swinging by at 40mph.
Oklahoma was the most difficult part of the journey, mostly because of the oppressive heat and the lack of AC overnight. Things got a lot easier once the Rocky Mountains were in sight.
Welcome To Colorful Colorado
We wound through the mountains, crossing back and forth over the Great Divide several times. The van was really struggling with the passes. Sometimes we'd be in 2nd gear at full throttle just barely managing to maintain 35 or 40 mph. If you're going to build out an old van and tow motorcycles behind it, you should probably get the V8 version.
Next was Wyoming!
What a beautiful place. I drove through Grand Teton National Park and then Yellowstone. I had been close to these places before, but never actually went into the parks. They were absolutely incredible. I've never seen anything like them. I got to see Old Faithful at sunset and it was one of the coolest things I've ever seen in my life.
Grand Teton
Old Faithful at Sunset
Idaho was the most surprising stop on this trip. I had no clue these beautiful alpine towns existed here. It was surreal!
Throughout this trip, the van was actually incredibly reliable. I've been so happy with it! Literally zero oil consumption and no other running issues. That's incredible for a van from 1999. Unfortunately, the trailer finally blew up a tire in Ontario, Washington. I got stuck there overnight until Harbor Freight opened the next day. Having motorcycles in tow is nice for parts runs.
Western Oregon gave us those famous Pacific Northwest colors. It was rainy, cold, and perfect.
Finally, we made it to the coast.
There's nothing else like this. This is where I'm going to leave the story for now. Be sure to check back for updates over the coming months as I settle into life on the Olympic Peninsula!