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Surfing the East Coast – Myrtle Beach, Wilmington, and the Outer Banks

Now it feels like a surfing trip and it’s good. Chasing waves is probably the motivation for this whole damn trip, so I guess we’re doing it right, right? Well, it’s also hard work. Moving most days, the endless packing and setting up, never having anything booked accommodation-wise means we can be free but we also spend a lot of time looking at our phones wondering where we can sleep.

Myrtle Beach

We drove around looking for waves but came up with nothing. It is incredibly time consuming looking for waves, we make a decision to only look for waves in places we expect them to be, good plan. Myrtle Beach was a fairly obnoxious place, we drove a long highway that shadowed the ocean and marked our progress by the occasional reappearance of a WINGS beachwear store. I have no idea how this store is so popular. Click the audio below for more insights into this strange area of the Atlantic coast.



Passing through town we spend a little time inside the amazing home of Gaye-Adair, southern belle extraordinaire.

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We arrived in Buxton a day early, seemingly we couldn’t wait to get our stationary week underway. A storm was a’coming and on the Outer Banks that means waves. First a dispatch as we arrive on the Outer Banks, not having realized quite how large the islands are.

Our first night at the Frisco Campgrounds, a truly exceptional place to spend the evening. We spot a UFO, for reals.

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And…. we live in a house again. Although it’s tough to settle in after being on the road for a bunch of time.

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Life on a sandbar. Buxton is our kind of place, people are so keen to surf. I feel like to chill has returned. Listen to the audio below and I’ll tell you all about it.

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The weather! The weather! It really did rain an incredible amount.


Toward the middle of America: Taos, Texas, The Ozarks, and Tennessee

The middle of America, the kinda lower middle. Think beef rather than corn. This was the part of our driving journey across America that we didn’t have all that much to look forward to, driving through was simply something that had to be done.

What becomes interesting is when you don’t have any plans or expectations that frees you up to search around, talk to locals and find the things that interest you.

Taos, New Mexico

I had visited Santa Fe previously and knew that I loved Northern New Mexico, but Taos still found a way to blow my mind. If you took all the high desert of Joshua Tree and replaced all the hippies with cowboys, you’d be close. Knowing that Julia Roberts lives in Taos, I had this vision of a heavily wooded, private kinda place. But Taos is open, no fences, no hills, no trees. But you can easily become secluded in this much space.





Fritch, Texas

An overnight between two long drives and we’ve finally hit humidity, the thing that struck me most about the change in air moisture is the noise of bugs. You don’t realize how quiet it is in the southwest due to the absence of insects chirping away.


Ozarks, Arkansas

Taking a delightful detour to visit an area of America that I hadn’t even known about in my planning. The northwest of Arkasas is spectacular, probably the most surprising area of the trip so far. Just for the record, it’s pronounced Ark-an-saw, not Ar-kansas.



Sound quality below isn’t the best as we’re attending a concert for the opening of the Eureka Springs Jazz Festival.

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Parkers Crossroad, Tennessee

Another late-night stop as we try to drive long distances to get to NYC. Driving all the way across America is always going to test your love of driving.

We quickly stopped at Graceland in Memphis and I graffitied Elvis’ wall.


Touring the Southwest: Trestles, Joshua Tree, Grand Canyon, and Santa Fe.

Our journey actually begins, it’s not just an idea anymore. It’s important to set a good tone for a trip, habits developed in the initial stages echo throughout the journey.

San Mateo Campground

We take a couple of days to surf in San Clemente, about an hour south of our home in LA.

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Joshua Tree

We try to get zen in Joshua Tree.

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Grand Canyon

Arriving at night, we stay overnight at Mather Campground.

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Santa Fe

After a few days on the road we find an area that’s easy to fall in love with.



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Where I’ve been sleeping

Today we celebrate 3 weeks on the road. Our plan to drive from Los Angeles to New York and then all the way down to Nicaragua was always going to involve a lot of driving and sleeping in strange places, locations we wouldn’t visit unless on our way to something else. Below is the journey so far in snap shots.

San Mateo Campground, San Clemente, California
Joshua Tree Inn, Joshua Tree, California
Mather Campground, Grand Canyon Village, Arizona
Llama Deara Ranch, Medanales, New Mexico
Llama Deara Ranch, Medanales, New Mexico
El Nogal, Taos, New Mexico
Parkers Crossroad RV Park, Yuma, Tennessee
Norwood Ave, Asheville, North Carolina
Norwood Ave, Asheville, North Carolina
Norwood Ave, Asheville, North Carolina
Cascade Lake, Pisgah Forrest, North Carolina
Cascade Lake, Pisgah Forrest, North Carolina
James Island County Park, Charleston, South Carolina
Myrtle Beach State Park, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina

Camper equipment check – The Box

Here is the solution to a year of hard thinking about how to best use the interior of our Honda Element. Inspired by a design I found on the Element Owners Club,  I cut, screwed, routed, and sanded The Box.

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Why it’s genius is that it is both a platform bed and also gives clear daytime access to the space below the bed, this is achieved by piano hinged sections which stow neatly on the 42″ X 27″ box.






In hindsight, I’ve probably spent too much time thinking about the box. But, now it’s here, I’m seriously impressed with how well it’s working. We haven’t spent the night, so in theory, the box is untested, but it looks fairly solid.

Behind the tailgate is our kitchen. Our main concern for the journey is a decent cup of tea, with the stove set up I can make a cup of tea while still in bed. Civilized, no? I’ve gone to such length as sanding the handle of our kettle to make it fit. We’ve also made a draw for pots and pans, room for a esky, a cutlery-and-more draw, and space for the surf gear.





I took some old Ikea foam mattresses and had a custom mattress made by Paco’s Upholstery , it folds in three and covers the 73″ X 27″ platform. The platform is more stable than I thought it would feel, and it should feel firmer again once we shove all our clothes underneath.



I slaved away on this thing, routed all the sharp edges, accurately drilled pilot holes, put on three coats of waterproofing polyurethane, in short, I made it with care and attention. It’s design and construction have focused my enthusiasm for the trip, thinking about The Box has meant thinking about the trip. And now it’s here. We leave in two days.  The next time you see The Box it’ll be in it’s natural habitat.