January 7, 2014
Lot Lizards at Mt. Bachelor
The forced air furnace kicked on with a whir, blasting hot air into my camper. It was still dark. Another hour or two until sunrise. Laying back down I grabbed a pillow and covered my eyes. Predawn light lit the camper and I pulled my upper body out of my mummy bag. The high pitched chug of two stroke engines bounced off a distant hillside as a crew of snowmobilers headed out into the backcountry. Rolling over, I opened the Velcro window and peered out. It was clear, and probably in the low 20′s. Turning up the thermostat, I slid into a sitting position on my bed and reached for my rubber boots.
Cracking the side door, I poked my head out and looked around. Swinging the door the rest of the way open, I stepped down on to the hard packed combination of snow and ice. A line of campers in various forms parked north to south against the snowbank. Walking around the back of my camper, I noticed a layer of ice underneath the curtain. “Must have been cold.. I haven’t seen ice there before,” I thought to myself. In a few hours, the Mt. Bachelor parking lot would be full of its fair share of Subarus and Volvos, but for now, it was empty.
Looking over at the back of Tim Eddy’s camper, a Ford ranger wearing a Four Wheel Camper parked next to mine, I noticed the same ice on his windows. Tim is a professional snowboarder that lives in a 200 square foot cabin he made with his girlfriend in Truckee, California and often snowboards with crazy fleece hats. Here’s a photo of him in action. Pulling my ungloved hand from my pocket, I rapped on the gold glass window.
“Tim, you awake man?”
“Carpe CARVE Brother! Carpe CARVE,” Tim bellowed with his signature exuberance.
I broke in to laughs. “I’m going to get some hot water going in a few. Want some coffee?
“I’m already working on my matte. Thanks though, I’ll come over in a few.”
Suited and booted.
Bryan Box and Austin Smith chewing the fat. Check out their Drink Water project here.
Scotty warming up in the front seat.
Whitney built this camper out her self and has spent the better part of three years living in it. It has a marine stove, bed for one and a 4×4 conversion.
The way to Mt. Bachelor.
For mote photos, checkout Start of Winter on Adobe Revel.
Kyle Shwartz and his Toyota Tundra with a Four Wheel Camper.
Alex Yoder and his Toyota Tundra with a Hallmark Camper.
Tim Eddy and his Ford Ranger with a Four Wheel Camper.
Scotty Wittlake and his Toyota Tacoma camper with an ARE top.
Whitney Bell and her converted Ford Camper Van.
The propane stove hissed on and with a flick of the lighter, the small blue flame illuminating the still dark camper. Reaching for faucet, I filled the kettle and placed it on the burner. The heat from the stove warmed the air. Looking down at my watch to check the time, I noticed the date, December 14th. Today was my 750th morning on the road since August of 2011. Time Flies. I thought to myself as I sifted through the a cabinet looking for my Aeropress.
“Rap rap rap,” The side door of my camper vibrated.
“You in there Foster?” Scotty asked.
“Yah man. Come in and grab some coffee.”
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