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Wagon Wheel
My first time ‘Bouldering’. Jeremy showed me a bunch of problems in front.
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Cyberhobo Hybernation
This website now stands as a sort of memorial to a failed CyberHobo. My vision was that I would use this website to find odd computer jobs across the country. I would help people with their computer woes, live on the cheap, travel, have adventures, and make just enough to survive. And it worked out…
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Hired
The CyberHobo has been hired! I will be on my way shortly to Ridgecrest, CA to work on a 9-month government project. I know from the feedback I’ve gotten from this site that there are many of you who are entertained or inspired by CyberHobo life. I’m not anticipating that this will be the end…
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Taste of Hobo Life
My first taste of CyberHobo life has been sweet, but it’s clear I’ll need to push harder if I’m going to survive. I used a family trip to test the hobo waters. There was only time for one job in Bay City, Michigan for Tom Starkweather at his Area Appraisers headquarters. While I wasn’t able…
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Richard Nathan
While taking one of only a few car rides during my 8-month bicycle tour, I saw a guy with a backpack sauntering along a quiet coastal road in southern Maine. Being used to investigating things of interest by that time, I was frustrated to watch him disappear in the back window. Later I had the…
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Molly Willmschen
Molly gave me my first Cyberhobo job, in Laramie Wyoming. She wrote me this glowing review: Cyberhobo (aka Dylan Kuhn) set me up at home for computer use. He found me a used computer that would meet my needs for the lowest cost possible, “cleaned up” the machine so it would be faster, found a…
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Hitting the Road
My map has dots now as I make preparations to take to the highways. There is definitely potential for CyberHobo escapades. The big question now is how long it will be before someone snatches up the CyberHobo’s services long term. There are contenders in Denver and California, and they are neck and neck so far.
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Lurking at Dad’s
I’m actually enjoying Laramie so far. I just took a walk along snow-covered Spring Creek in front of my Dad’s house, and quacked back and forth with a bunch of ducks. That never seemed to happen in Denver, even on my mountain bike rides up Waterton Canyon. I’m also negotiating an invitation in the desert…
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Homeless!
I’m homeless! Well, not quite totally yet, I’m regrouping in Wyoming at my dad’s. I’ve had two invitations from the west coast and one from the east to tempt me so far. One of them even offered the services of an attractive masseuse as compenstation – let’s have some more of that! I need to…
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My Grandfather Passes On
While I wasn’t there when my grandfather died, I’m eternally grateful for the week I spent helping to care for him in the hospital prior to his death. As a child he was a magical figure to me, the source of gifts, desserts, far-fetched stories, and fishing trips. As an adult I marvel at his…