The crew
Two of us can’t sit still. One of us already figured it out.
Sets the pace
Orbit
Seven years old. A tricolor Pembroke Welsh Corgi who loves the water: swimming, paddleboarding, all of it. He’ll say hi to anybody. He’s also the only one of us who knows how to get somewhere and stay there. I take my cues from him more than I’d like to admit.
Already at the next spot
Astra
Four years old. A red and white Pembroke Welsh Corgi and all energy. She runs the sand, does a lap, and is ready for the next place. Skeptical of strangers and of water, and she avoids both when she can. She and I are the same about the next-place thing, which is the problem.
Recovering overthinker
Matt
Remote IT director by day, creative by night, would-be adventurer. I drive, I film, and I built the van. For years I planned trips, talked myself out of them, and regretted it. I also stopped telling people my story. This is me doing both anyway.
Why I’m doing this
After it rains in the desert you can smell the creosote. I wake up to that, and my first move is still to pack up and get to the next place. That’s the habit I’m out here to break.
