Haul Country Blog
Tiny first-person notes from the long legs — coffee, crane hubs, and the songs between.
2277-03-14
Coffee cold, autopilot honest
Three more days on the leg and the hot plate finally gave up. The songs didn't.
2277-02-28
Crane hub still owes me a goodbye
Left on a hauler's manifest. Came back with a voice and a coil-steel case.
2277-02-08
Someone wrote “play Cockpit Light at my dock wedding”
I almost answered. Then I poured coffee and let the message sit like freight.