My story starts during the Summer of Love August 1967. Fired from my corporate job on the Friday my summer vacation was to start, I decided to go to Haight/Ashbury and check it out. The six days I spent there aroused the hidden desire to do something Id always wanted to do-work my way around the world.
With Merchant Seaman papers, a passport, a duffel bag full of clothes, and $125, I set sail from San Pedro, California, at the age of 26. My voyage ended three years later in Tucson, Arizona, $10 in my pocket, a backpack full of clothes, and 2000 miles short of circumnavigating the world.
