Day at the Farm

There are few things more relaxing than spending a whole day at a farm. The vegetable box that I subscribe to was having an event on their farm in Capay, CA. Their Heirloom Tomato Festival celebrates their successful tomato season, and along with tomato tasting, they had great food, bluegrass music, and a bounty of ripe, organic produce. Customers were invited to taste different varieties of heirloom tomatoes, and ultimately vote for one that the farm should plant for the next season (the winner was the Cherokee Purple Tomato).

The event started thankfully at 5pm, because although it was miserably hot when we got there, I could only imagine how unbearable it was before that. But there was an upside to the heat – when night fell, the air was as warm as it is here during the day. It was a tranquil evening, as we chatted it up with some good friends, and bus-camped in a grove of fig trees underneath a warm, starry sky.

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Boris Gets New Solar Panels

Since Boris the Bus is turning 40 soon (he’s a ’71 VW bus), we thought it was time to pimp him out with some new gear – like solar panels! Although they don’t create enough power to charge the bus, they create enough energy while we’re on the road to charge lights, fans, iPhones, and iPads – because that’s what camping’s all about. We can go without running water, but go without Facebook or Twitter? I don’t think so.

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Lonnie Campbell And The Rabbit On His Head

Boris the Bus had the honor of being the getaway car for our friends Yusuf and Ashley, who got married earlier this year in Monterey. Instead of driving all the way back home that night, we decided to stay at a RV campground nearby. We rolled in, exhausted, at 2 in the morning, with “Just Married” still smeared on our windows.

Our neighbors in the RV next to us were curious about us the next morning, fortunately not so much about how trashy we were having our “honeymoon” in a fairground parking lot, but more so about how we magically appeared overnight.

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Yusuf & Ashley’s Wedding

Almost immediately after Mike bought the ’71 VW Bus (“Boris”), our good friends Yusuf and Ashley pounced at the idea of Boris being the getaway car. And of course, we were more than happy to be part of the wedding!

A few weeks before the wedding, the wheels were painted, the exterior touched up, and Boris was dressed up to the nines in bright purple flowers (how masculine). But we wanted to make the experience really fun for Yusuf and Ashley, so we also made sure we rolled up in ridiculous ’70s garb and obnoxiously loud disco music. While I was decked out in a psychedelic dress and big shades, Mike was sporting a fake hippie beard and actual homemade tie-dye he made the night before.

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Roadtrip: Day Three

Mike looked around and said, “Let’s get out of here. Now.” The RV park we were staying at didn’t have a good vibe. Contrary to what I think most RV vacationers are like (see left), they were, at least for the majority, very cold.

When we first pulled up to the RV Park, everyone paused mid-bite and stared at us through the diner window. They didn’t wave back whenever Mike waved at them. They eyed me suspiciously when I went to the bathroom. The barista at the cafe looked like terrified of me (me, of all people…come on)

Maybe it was because we were young, or (I hate to say it) the only non-whites, or the fact that we were driving a teeny tiny bus instead of a two bedroom house on wheels. Maybe it was because I was taking photos of everything, or maybe we reeked after not being able to take a shower after camping at a no-water campsite the night before. Maybe we just weren’t part of the tight-knit RV Crowd. Who knows.

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Roadtrip: Day Two

The downside to camping is not having an available shower. It turns out that the campsite we were staying at had no running water whatsoever – there were spigots and water fountains, none of which worked. And on top of all that, the bathrooms were locked the entire time we were there. Our first time sleeping in the bus was comfortable with the exception of the sweltering heat. It was no better the next morning, because as soon as the sun peeked over the hills, it was a suffocating 90+ degrees, with no breeze.

But we managed. After a quick freshen up at the Visitor Center at the bottom of the moutain, we had an amazing lunch in wine country. We headed west towards the coast for relief from the heat, stopping at whatever looked interesting – which turned out to be an antique store on the side of the road, and the top of a cliff at Bodega Bay, where we took a quick nap. We decided to stay at an RV park at Bodega Bay that night which had running water and a shower (thank god!).

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Roadtrip: Day One

There’s nothing like a last-minute adventure. Mike had a Friday off, and a few weeks before that I decided to take it off, too. We weren’t sure what we were going to do but we knew we were going to do something. A week before that Friday, his company announced they were going to have a picnic at Lake Sonoma, about two hours north of where we live. So we thought, why not? And why not make an entire trip out of it?

So other than that company picnic, we had nothing else planned, which felt fantastic. We had the bus to sleep in, clothes, tools (in case something broke on the way), and an entire weekend to look forward to.

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Bus, Bunny & Boyfriend

Boris the Bus + Momo the Bunny + Mike = Just a few of my favorite things. I did this photo shoot a few weeks ago, when it really started to feel like summer.

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Boris the Bus

Somehow, I got stuck in the 70s without actually living through it. Maybe it was the my somewhat conservative-yet-liberal parents, dancing to the Bee Gees with my dad when I was little, or the fact that my first car was an old Volvo I adored. I remember reading old 70s magazines and cookbooks I would find around the house, picking up guitar in middle school just to play “Hotel California” (I wanted to be the “next” Joni Mitchell), and drooling at 70s architecture, fashion, and product design in my college Design History class.

It’s strange, I know. I’m not trying to be hip (it’s rather dorky, actually), or purposely try to live a generation I know very little about. To be honest, I’m not sure what it is about the 70s that is just so damn appealing. Was it the idealism? The counter-culture? Womens rights? Enviromentalism? The technology (or lack of)? Or perhaps, could it be that the uncertainty I feel about the world today is not so different from the uncertainty people felt in the 70s?

Whatever it was, I was addicted. And I thought, maybe…just maybe, one day I will live my dream and drive a VW bus. My parents, of course, refused to let me drive a VW bus when I got my license, and eventually gave me a used, safe Honda to drive – which was smart, because it could not be more reliable. But in the back of my mind, I still really, really wanted a VW bus.

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