Friday, March 19, 2010

Our New Wheels!

We’ve finally united with the RV that is destined, God-willing, to carry us an estimated 18,000 miles across the States. It has been quite an ordeal in getting it to where we were (Sacramento) from where it has been stored for the last six years (Denver). I don’t have all the nitty gritty annoying details about what went wrong in getting the RV in driving shape in time for tour. There were a number of things that went wrong, were ill-prepared, and unfortunate. I’m treating all of that as a stinky stream of water under the bridge. The positive news is that the RV has finally reached the nine people who have needed it; who just so happened to be waiting for it in Las Vegas at this point in the tour.

A man named Rod Rasmussen (Lyrycyst’s manager’s father) and daughter Sarah (Lyrycyst’s manager) drove a mammoth 45-foot Overland cruising machine from a mechanic’s shop in Colorado out to the craziness of Las Vegas getting pumped for St. Patty’s day. We are incredibly grateful for the willingness of Rod to not only drive the RV to us, but to also take our van we’d been using previously back to Sacramento before flying back to his home in Colorado.

We’ve only been on the road for six days and already this trip has been packed with copious amounts of travel, sightseeing, and music. We’re now heading into unknown territory. From this point on we head east, east and more east. The landscape is slowly becoming more and more unfamiliar. We have a few days of shows in Arizona, and hope to catch a glimpse of the Grand Canyon before we leave this rusty red state. Some highlights thus far are that we experienced mayhem and stupidity of Las Vegas on a holiday associated most often with drunkenness and drunkenness, we waded through the tide-pools at Cabrillo point in San Diego, got a panorama of Los Angeles from the top of the Griffith Observatory, and this morning crossed our beastly mother of transportation across the Hoover Dam.

Some things to keep in your prayers would be our health (we’ve all been sick in TMR with a nasty cough, sinus infection, and other ailments detrimental to singing). Pray for our safety driving this beast (who has no name and remains gender-less, but in my mind is a motherly woman). Pray that we will communicate well with one another, and be patient, respectful, considerate and humble as we’ve got no choice but to be in one another’s company from here on out forever and ever amen. Thanks!

PS: As soon as I posted this blog, much more interesting stuff has occurred. How will I keep up? Please be patient with me as I attempt to document as much as possible about this journey we’re on. -Dane


  1. oh got the rv...does ezzy like it???

    if he needs a break...bring him back to me!!! i miss him!!! and need him to sing for me...

    the girls keep doing impressions of him...especially
    "so i put my hands up.....
    love you guys..praying and excited to keep hearing what God is up to with you all!

    marla & gang

  2. May the Lord bless you as you journey for Him! Loved your song! It is tender and beautiful. Pam Harley