I can proudly inform you that our first movie KNCKT is finally out. Click on the photo below to visit our KNCKT page and see the entire movie. It was a long journey full of ups and downs. We learned a lot and we still have much to learn. Our next one will be even better. Thanks to all the people involved and all the ones who supported us along the way. Now watch it.
I continued my trip from where the Route 66 left me on Santa Monica pier. The route 395 was next, which lead me through Death Valley and Yosemite park. And some other amazing places along the way. Alabama Hills, Keeler a hippie town, a mining ghost town named Bodie, Big Sur… I then turned to the coast and drove on Highway 1. Before finishing my journey in San Francisco.
It truly was an amazing experience one that will stay with me for a long time.
Some numbers:
- 5373 miles driven or 8647km
- 21 total days spent driving from New York to San Francisco
- 13 number of crossed states
- 10 Hamburgers eaten (a relatively low number of which I’m proud)
- 9 nights slept in a car
- 5 close encounters with wildlife
- 2 animals hit (a suicidal deer acquainted with the front door mirror and an owl grazed the roof)
- 1 brutal hangover after a rather crazy night in Chicago
- 1 near death experience in Two Guns Arizona after almost being shot
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So there I was near the end. With only Las Vegas (not a part of Route 66 but a small detour) and Los Angeles in my way. Time was passing fast. And I can only remember when at the beginning I was foolishly thinking that three weeks of renting are going to be way too much. Dreading that i wouldn’t know what to do with my spare time. I could have easily spent three months exploring and searching. There is something about the open road, listening to good music, eating crappy food, sleeping in questionable motels, meeting new people, seeing new places and the ability to steer wherever your heart desires that just feels so right. And what could be better for the end then getting lost in the City of Lights and finishing in the City of Angels. Though to be honest the first one looses a lot of it’s glamour when the first sunrays of the morning sun hit the city streets. And the second really doesn’t have much in common with any kind or form of angels.
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Nice refreshing soak before hitting the road… errrr on second thought maybe not.
Your hero for a buck…
Even McDonalds is pimped up in Vegas. Look at all that bling…
Scattered dreams…
Seriously which couple reads this sign and goes hmmm yes this is the place…
Bitter sweet end…
Heading on in search of a rabbit. For miles before you could see it silhouettes of a rabbit with miles left appear a long the way. When you finally arrive in to a town conveniently named Jackrabbit you find your prise. A big bunny on a bill-board.
Before turning slightly off route to visit an Indian village on the bottom of a Grand Canyon. I stopped in one more ghost town. I pulled up next to the fence with a big DO NOT TRESSPASS sign bolted on to it. Had a quick look around haven’t seen anything really interesting so I decided to move on. But when I was driving away I see this big pillar with a cowboy waiving two guns in his hands. So I sad to myself why not. I stop the car put it in reverse and back up to the fence and stop just in-front of it. I get out of the car and just when I was about to casually snap away this big burly man comes rushing through the trailer doors. All fine until I noticed a gun, a freakin huge gun in his hand. Then he said to me in a thick southern accent. ‘’Do you know I was just about to shoot you?’’ And since I was totally caught off-guard all I could muster up was ‘’Really’’ Apparently some other folks have done that in the past and he wouldn’t let that happen to him again. Gun aside he turned out to be a nice guy and allowed me to snap away even told me about couple of nice spots along my way. I still wasn’t brave enough to take his portrait though. Oh the town name was Two Guns, go figure.
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Is this photo worth eating a bullet… I’ll let you be the judge of that.
The beginning of a nice 20km walk to the Havasupai Indians on the bottom of the Canyon.
My trusty companion Fido accompanied me from about half way all the way to the end. (And no that’s not his real name)
Leaving Missouri the road takes you through most enchanting places that look like abandoned movie scenes straight from a thriller. You can find ghost towns all along the once famous route. And there is something about those places. They don’t offer much at first glance. But the more you explore and look at them the more unveiling they become. Their mystery is transformed in to some kind of strange beauty. From Oklahoma to Texas, New Mexico and Arizona mile after mile you become more and more attached to the road and the places around it. Magical Santa Fe with it’s Adobe style, two day mountain biking adventure in Taos, Balloon Fiesta in Albuquerque and petrified wood forest in Arizona. And the road still goes on and on…
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