Wyatt
Wyatt Roscoe Joined: October 24th 2007
Logged in: November 23rd 2011
Logged in: November 23rd 2011
"You learn that what important is how you got there not what you have accomplished - Yvon Chouinard
My brothers blog is WRoscoe.com
Travel Blog Posts
Photo 11
Accomplished: 140 miles down the Hudson and around an island called Manhattan. Places stayed: 1.) 100 sq ft. island. 2.) Hobo shack. The roof of an abandoned quarry concrete loading station tagged with a swastika and racial slang 10 feet from freight trains roaring by all night. 3.)Overpriced Bed and Breakfast which felt great after the previous night. 4.)Peninsula campground 5.)Hotel with basketball court which ended up in some heated games of pig. 6.)Apartment in Manhattan Adventures: 1.) Spending a week on the water with my father sharing stories and ideas. 2.) Secret service talking to us as we paddled by West Point as Obama gave a graduation speech. 3.) Father spilling a pot of boiling water on foot. 4.) Having freighters pass less than 100 ft away, Navy helicopter fly 30 feet overhead covering us ... read more
Perfect sign for the job
On Wednesday the 17th of March I was dropped left in Asheville after deciding to take a step off the beaten path and hitchhike from Western North Carolina back to DC. A decision that worried a lot of friends and even me, one that I decided not to pass on to my parents knowing it would only give them days of worrying over something they could not change. From Asheville, I found my way to Blue Ridge Parkway with hopes of climbing the tallest mountain in North Carolina and that's where my adventure began it was the most real and intense two days of my life. I have been lucky enough to travel to foreign countries and spend months there, but I have never had to be so alert, worried, excited, and fascinated for 40 straight ... read more
Home Away From Home
A few more miles under our belts and a slightly greater understanding of it all. Initially, I was going to struggle through my own description of our trips route, the good days, and the bad moments, through my thoughts, impressions, and realizations, but after being read a beautiful journal entry by my girlfriend, Lindsay Tyson, I realized that would not be necessary. Her entry portrays our trip far better than I could have ever hoped. 9.8.09 Back to classes, schedules, obligations, back to college food, college friends, and college parties, back to a single location, and an expected mind set. Welcome back to reality. "It sucks to work for a living," especially after three weeks of stay where you want, leave when you want, see what you want, be who you want. Not to mention beautiful ... read more
Photo 3
The Grand Canyon is even more magnificent than they say. Two weeks camping and letting every other obligation and worry melt away and just deal with the daily tasks and bewildering beauty around you.... read more
Relaxing at Hostel
My 5 days in Cost Rica can be summed up by the 2 hours I spent surfing in Jaco the night before I left. The sun was setting, 78 degree watter, perfect sized waves, sting rays jumping, and watching the Costa Rican girls shred. PURA VIDA!... read more
Photo 26
After Hitchhiking to the Chilean city closest to Peru I rested for the night before continuing north. To get across the border I hopped in an old station wagon with six other people and we headed into Peru. After an easy border crossing we made it to Tacna Peru well know for its cheap pirated clothing. Not wanting to spend the night in this famous city I got the next bus headed to Cuzco. 20 some hours later we pulled into the touristy city in the sky (elevation 10912 ft). In the following days I managed to meander around most of Cuzco, check out the sacred Valley, get my wallet stolen, and book a tour to Machu Picchu. The tour to Machu Picchu was a 4 day 3 night trip that Incorporated biking, hiking, hot springs, ... read more
Atacama Desert
On the 6th of March I got off flight PU401 in Santiago Chile with the dream and intentions of buying a motorcycle and riding the 10,000 km back to Jackson. For a couple weeks I mastered the public transport as I looked for bikes and made daily trips to the ATM. My resolve was tested as I watched a dog work its way out into traffic only to get smashed and shiver to death. However my dream was bigger than a dog and by Tuesday the 18th I was ready to buy the motorcycle. That morning the owner called and told me he couldn’t sell the bike until the following day due to unexpected meetings. That same night I got word that my mother had been in a serious car accident. I was informed she had ... read more
El Escorial
Although my intentions were to stay longer in Spain, my funds and desire to make it to South America left me only 5 days in Madrid. During this time I met two amazing bilingual families, fell in love with the flawless public transport, and saw enough art to last me a decade. I stayed with a very welcoming family outside Madrid who I met on www.couchsurfing.com and was shown the city by a perfect guide, an energetic and fun history teacher from the oldest university in Madrid. The hospitality I was shown by both families was inspiring and left me hoping that they would all come to Jackson's so I can have some way of repaying them. I spent my days eating baguettes, meandering the city, soaking up Picasso, Dalí, Miró, Velasquez and more in some ... read more
The donkeys and Tifu
After six months of constant travel I was ready for something different. I landed in Rome on the 3rd of February and within a couple of days I had been caught be every tourist trap and was ready for the countryside. The Roma - Florence train dropped me about halfway in a small town called Chuisi where I was picked up and taken to Campo Grande. In the hills of Umbria Campo Grande is an organic farm that has one farmer, two dogs, four donkeys, five chickens, eight cats, and countless olive, walnut, cherry, fig, peach, and apple trees. I found the place through WWOOF (World Wide Opportunities On Organic Farms) and spent a perfect three weeks working for room and board on the farm and getting to know some amazing people. After years of neglect ... read more
Rajasthan Desert!
Put on the helmet, get on the bike, drive into the honking traffic, and everything changes. You are no longer an onlooker; you are just another ant on the huge chaotic hill. We rented our bike in Jaipur Rajasthan for 250 RS a day ($7) and rode into the desert. Neither of us had ever ridden a motorcycle and the busy streets of India required a steep learning curve. From Jaipur we took our small 135 cc Kinetic Velocity motorcycle west to next city of Ajmer. We quickly learned that traveling on a motorcycle is the ultimate freedom; you can drive for as long as you want or stop every five minutes for pictures or tea. Leaving Ajmer we rode the 200 km to the city of Jodhpur. Our small bike with two passengers and ... read more
