A project to build a collection of personal stories of people who live and work on the river from the deck of a recreated mid-century shantyboat over a series of epic river voyages…
When I was 9, I was rescued by the fire department after walking 5 miles through a storm drain near our house in the suburbs. I’d entered at a drainage gate at a local lake and been drawn by pure curiosity. The big question: Where does this go? To this day, the sewer scenes in The Third Man always bring back memories of my day in the LA sewers.
It appears that adventure has an inexorable call that I am helpless to heed.