Past Travels
The early Years
3 weeks after my 17th birthday I threw two shirts and a pair of pants into a canvas backpack, hitchhiked 1500 miles to the west coast and made my home in the back of a deserted 56 Oldsmobile station wagon.... that was 1964.... the journey had begun.... and it has been a journey of wits, intrigue, and adventure.
Watching the Pacific roll in from a Costa Rican beach bar
The road has always been my home
From building a house above the Arctic circle to teaching firefighting in the British West Indies it has been a wild ride. I have sailed the Caribbean and muddled and fumbled my way through cross country tours with some of the great musicians of our time
Some of my teachers have been great poets and musicians
It is a privilege to know how some of these great poet / musicians work. It is long hard hours with a notebook on your knee and an ache in your soul that must be released.
Jimmy Buffett
Stan Rogers
Richard Keelan
Cedric Smith
and a hundred more unpublished songwriters and musicians. As well as a slue of support musicians, stage hands, grifters, and vagabonds like myself.