Man.
I watched all of his earlier videos and then, for some reason, didn’t.
I don’t know why I stopped.
These are so good and done with such artistry and good, gentle humor.
And…listen for the Josh Garrels (!) song at about the 8 minute mark.
If you can’t get out to ride… out in the world….you can at least watch one of Iohan’s videos.
Good, good stuff.
I’ve used a bunch of ForestyForest videos in my blog.
Bike touring….pretty amazing.
Check them out on his channel here….https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCofJu853kJKpkg4y5a-9YXg
Here’s a video where he profiles his solution to high cost and unsatisfactory rental situations in the city.
He sleeps in the van…showers at the Canadian equivalent of the YMCA….lives… and makes some money so he can afford the next adventure.
Pretty darn smart.
We find adventure where we can find it….even if it’s only sleeping outside over at “the property”.
It’s a good way to raise children….getting them used to adventure….even if it’s low-key adventure.
I need a road trip soon.
Ohhhhhhh….yuck.
I had 8 trays of mail today….168 packages….2 trips to the post office to reload…..7 in the morning to 6 at night….and it was a pretty typical heavy Monday.
But….it wasn’t Christmas yet.
I was “given” 23 days off recently….11 days of annual leave and 12 days of LWOP to keep from paying me overtime for the hours that I worked over 2240 for the year….and this Monday was my second day back after they “reset the clock” and let me come back to work.
The alternative to taking the LWOP was to have my route cut from a 46K down to a 40K because I’d used so many hours during the year to do my job.
That’s about a 14,000 dollar cut.
And….it’s not even Christmas yet.
Ohhhhhhhh….snap.
The “PO”!
Hah….that’s pretty funny because sometimes I get kind of “P.O.’d” when I’m at work.
Here’s a guy at his last day on the PO.
Why’d he do it?
Why’d he want to quit?
I’d be the wrong guy to ask that question….because….I can understand why he’d do it.
But….I don’t want to bite the hand that feeds me….so….I’ll keep my mouth quiet.
I don’t know if I’ll be able to film my last day.
It’ll be a lot more rural and a lot more chaotic than this guy’s route, though.
Hopefully, it’ll be a ways in the future, too.
We have accident reports in the morning where they tell us not to do dangerous things….and tell us all about the accidents that have happened out in the world….and…more often than not….it’s the LLVs like this guy drove that are runaways or slide into the lake or….whatever.
It’s mainly the vehicles that the post office maintains that go to heck and cause the problems.
I’m glad that I drive my own vehicle.
Good luck out in the world, Dude.
Little Feat ….from 1975.
“being able to continue what my family started….”
These are great videos from a hybrid seed company called Beck’s Hybrids.
I work for the Post Office….and I’ve never been a farmer….but…if I could do something that involved the family….that was a lifestyle and a living….I’d do it in a heartbeat.
Farming is a tough business….but…it looks like a good life.
My Dad grew up like that.
Bloom where you’re planted, though….right?
I better be a good mailman for a while.
Sometimes I wax nostalgic over how good I think that music “used to be”.
I don’t know if I’d wax over this one.
Nah, I probably would.
There’s something kind of cool about a female duo who play their own instruments.
This was a big disco hit….and deserved to be.
It’s pretty infectious.
It’s stupid and funky.
It’s just my style.
I’d wax….until I JUST CAN’T BOOGIE NO’ MORE!!
I got called in to work….on my day off….and ended up working 12 hours and getting paid for 9.
Man.
What kind of sucker am I?
All I had to do was avoid answering the phone at 6:10 when my postmaster was calling to have me come in and run the route because the sub was sick.
That’s easy.
Why do I always answer when I think that somebody might be in trouble?
What a soft-hearted sap.
Music is the only distraction that gets me through the days like today.
Sly.
How about that for a good distraction?
And…I guess it’s spelled “falettinme”…not “fo’ lettin me”.
I’m such a pale and unfunky Norwegian sometimes.
“Fo’ lettin me”?
Nah…..