Adam Brayton is a dude who hails from Santa Cruz, California but a lot of the time he’s somewhere else. He likes to say the word “rad.” It makes him feel totally 90’s, even though a traumatic event involving a tractor, the cracked-out ghost of Marvin Gaye, and a balloon ensured he will never remember that decade. He’s also been told he rambles sometimes.
The story of the past couple of weeks.
A pilgrimage for beer! This time, it’s Carrig Brewing Co. This is the first in a series that’s a work in progress.
The work has been taking it out of me, but hey, I have a job! And now I’ve finally posted about it.
Everybody seemed to be saying it to me. “All it’s going to take is being at the right place, at the right time, when you’re looking for work and someone needs you.” That’s the main consolation I was getting around the time I wrote my last post. And while I thank everyone who has helped, tried to help, and been (incredibly) supportive along the way, I have to say that the message behind… Read More
Dublin, you’re great and all, but I don’t think it’s gonna work out.
The lights have been out, but I’m turning them back on!
Such game. Wow. So flap. Many fun. Wow.
Lots of awesome things have happened, but I’m more interested in the stranger things.
Well, some country roads and a mountain pass later, I made it to Cork.
Day Two’s 115km ass-hauling ride made Day One’s measly 55km seem like a piece of cake.