HEADING EAST
I left Berkeley headed to Boston in the beginning of May. My dad lives in Lexington, Mass and this was my spring checking up on him trip. Instead of buying a plane ticket I thought that I’d drive and turn the journey into a five week adventure. I have this nice new convertible roadster I needed to check out more thoroughly and thought that I’d take this opportunity to visit all those people who live in between in those odd places I would normally never go to. So I made this a friend, family and fellow ukulele people road trip.
Heading north out of California my first visit was with Ray Kraut; a guitar builder who used to work in my area krautguitars.com and with Amy Crehore the ukulele painter both of them living in Eugene, Oregon. If you’re unfamiliar with her fantastic painted ukulele art check them out on her website at amycrehore.com. She also has designed the classic ‘Tickler Ukulele’ screen printed shirt that’s also available on her site

A bit further north, up in Portland I visited a friend who I used to work with and play in a band with on Oahu, Hawaii. He still has his Pohaku ukulele and it looks pretty good. From Portland I followed along the Columbia River
headed east and entered the Rockies in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho which is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. I stayed overnight in the quaint old mining town of Wallace, Idaho in the heart of the northern Rockies.
Its mining country up there and the expression goes ‘If it’s not grown, it’s mined’, a simple expression that I found profound. I continued thru the Rocky Mountains in Montana where I worked my way north where there are still dinosaurs and there were no leaves on the trees although it was mid May.


I got to tour B-52 Bombers in Minot, North Dakota and then I stayed the night on the east border of ND in Grand Forks where there is an excellent University of North Dakota campus.
In the land of ten thousand lakes I only counted about four hundred and eleven of them along US-2 in Minnesota. In the eastern part of the state lush birch forests appeared and then encountering Lake Superior in Duluth I preceded north around the lake entering Canada through Thunder Bay where a passport was required. What’s that all about?


The trip around the lake all the way to Sault Ste. Marie, Canada was another of the trips highlights. Talking with Canadians I discovered that they actually like us Americans again, at least for the time being. I can’t imagine that sentiment lasting for too long. They never like us. I stayed on Canadian roads all the way to Montreal which was one of the worst cities I’d ever driven through. Bad traffic and their signs aren’t even in English. What’s that all about?
I re-entered the U.S. with its english freeway signs on the Vermont side of lake Champlain where I visited with Kevin Crossett, aka Guitar Sam in Montpelier.

Besides running a brick & mortar music store in downtown Montpelier and having an online business www.guitarsam.com Kevin builds a very fair ukulele in his spare time in his basement shop selling them under the name of Kepasa Ukuleles He too owns a Pohaku ukulele which wasn’t too shabby either. Kevin joined us a few days later down in Boston where Craig Robertson hosted another Ukulele Noir event at Johnny D’s in Somerville, Massachusetts.
Just outside Boston is where my dad and brother live. My wife Lyn flew in to join us for a week.



At the Ukulele Noir show Greg Hawkes the keyboard player for the 70’s band the Cars performed on ukulele as well as Craig Roberson, jazz ukulele player Mark Occhionero and the Lowell, Massachusets band Melvern Taylor and the Fabulous Meltones. Greg Hawkes and Craig Robertson both have new CD releases out of their ukulele music available on CD baby.

From Boston I went down to Manhattan for the weekend, took in a few city sights, went to the MOMA where I hadn’t realized that Andy Warhol offered so many brands of Campbells Soup. I was also inspired by a guitar-like sculpture of Picasso’s. I imagine you’ll be seeing a ukulele version of this coming out of the Pohaku studio soon.

I had brunch in Brooklyn with Bliss Blood and a handful of her friends
Later that day I got to see Bliss and the Moonlighters perform in Brooklyn. They had just returned from a German tour and they also have a release out on their new label, World Sound Records .


And wouldn’t you know it, my latest fave performer Hot Time Harv was in the audience at the show. We met up, he sang me a few songs and we had some good laughs together. Check out his latest release, Hot Time Harves Roller Coaster of Thrills.
From NYC I headed a little further south and stayed overnight in Annapolis Md. with a cousin who lives and fishes on Chesapeake Bay before visiting with another ukulele maker, who also lives in Annapolis on the bay.


I stopped in on David Means and talked ukulele shop with him for a bit. He has his nice set up in his basement and David makes some really fine instruments. See them at Glyph Ukulele.com.
Staying in DC with cousin Jay I visited the new(ish) Smithsonian Air & Space museum out by Dulles Airport which is the Stephen F. Udvar-Hazy Center


I spent a couple of days playing tourist down around the mall in our nation’s capitol. The Smithsonian American Folk Art Museum is always one of my favorites and we found some pretty giant exhibits at the Smithsonian’s Hirshhorn gallery too.


It was nice to see some of the changes that have recently have occurred in DC.

I did lunch at the White House
Saying goodbye to my many Cousins and Aunties in the DC area I turned my car west again and started steering back toward California. After a nice ride thru the Blue Ridge portion of the Appalachians and passing a giant guitar which lets you know that you’re in Tennessee I happened upon Morrisville, Tennessee which looked like a good place to spend the night. The downtown was blocked off for a street party, car show and barbecue.


The town had a unusual two story downtown.
My next visit was at the Museum of Noisy Children outside of Nashville near Andrew Jackson’s Hermitage Estate.

Heading further west I found myself in the buckle of the Bible Belt.

I have a nephew who is the Chief of Police in a small central Missouri town whom I stayed with next. We got to shoot guns and explore a cave at the Lake of the Ozarks but we didn’t get to shoot any criminals.


The Weather Channel’s Vortex II Storm Chasing crew caught up with me in western Kansas and since these guys mission was to chase tornadoes I thought it perhaps best to head off in the opposite direction from which they were headed in.

I passed thru Denver and then thru that lovely stretch of the Colorado Rockies
And continued west into rugged and dry Utah
I got to see an old high school buddy whom I hadn’t seen in years outside of Provo. He doesn’t play ukulele. And then after spending one more marvelous night in beautiful Winnemucca, Nevada where I didn’t loose a dime gambling it was homeward bound for me. A little over eight thousand miles in a little under five weeks.
Now I am back home and if the ukulele that I am building you is a little behind this is my excuse.