Cory Howell Hamada
The Coming Twilight
With homes for over 1,700 people, but only about 200 residents, Sakatejima lives in a strange space between village and ghost town.
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Cory Howell Hamada
- Apr 9, 2022
If We Are Willing
Lilly’s been sending me photos of Singapore. I’m amazed by the colors, the patterns, how meaning is built into the streets.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Oct 1, 2020
Biking From Portland To San Francisco: Logistics for Non-Bikers
How two non-bike people planned and made the journey.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 23, 2020
Day 22: The Feeling That We'd Actually Made It
The City sprawled on the other side of the Bridge.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 22, 2020
Day 21: Onto The City Streets
Where, in all this, was the bike path?
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 21, 2020
Day 20: Beautiful and Challenging and Wonderful and Tragic
And suddenly, we were back.
Lilly Sedaghat
- Sep 20, 2020
Day 19 (Part 1): If They'd Ever Be Able To
We just needed to leave. We just needed to put distance between us and this place.
Lilly Sedaghat
- Sep 20, 2020
Day 19 (Part 2): In The Last Rays of Sunlight
I first saw Bernadette dancing in the parking lot of the Thai restaurant.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 19, 2020
Day 18: A Moment To Take It In
When we looked up, we realized we could see the stars.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 18, 2020
Day 17: Go With Caution, Go With God
Somehow, we’d come all this way without any trouble with the bikes.
Lilly Sedaghat
- Sep 17, 2020
Day 16: How Remote It Was
The uphill didn’t seem impossible, but the downhill did.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 16, 2020
Day 15: It's Stopped Surprising Us
At some point we’d gotten used to riding on back roads.
Lilly Sedaghat
- Sep 15, 2020
Day 14: Inaccuracies of the Internet
The Internet is a pervasive force, something we believe reflects truth. We believe what is online is reality.
Lilly Sedaghat
- Sep 14, 2020
Day 13: With So Little You Can Do So Much
It’d been a week since Cory actually had the space to practice his headspins.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 13, 2020
Day 12: Corona Closures
We were speaking through plastic.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 12, 2020
Day 11: A Calm Reminder
I’ve come to accept that being on a bike tour means being perpetually sore.
Lilly Sedaghat
- Sep 11, 2020
Day 10: A Slow Lull Below Us
There was no wifi, and with no wifi, we had no map.
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 10, 2020
Day 9: Crossing Halfway
If it hadn’t been for the signs, I wouldn’t have known we crossed over.
Lilly Sedaghat
- Sep 9, 2020
Day 8: A Thick Haze
“This doesn’t look good.”
Cory Howell Hamada
- Sep 8, 2020
Day 7: Another Matter Entirely
We woke to the smell of smoke.
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