Dear AIRSTREAM

Dear Airstream,

From the day my 19 year old self laid eyes on you, I knew we’d have some stories to tell. You looked so good sitting in that green grass field back in North Carolina. I couldn’t believe you were mine and boy I had no clue what we’d get into. At the time, my plans with you were simple. I wanted us to travel far and wide to see all the things I’ve never seen before, roam the places I’ve heard so much about, help me with my passions, and make my dreams come true. From the start I knew I wanted to capture our times together and one day turn it into a story I’d cherish forever. But I couldn’t write that story right away. I had to see what you were gonna teach me. And become what you were gonna mold me into. That started with me overwhelmed after ripping everything out of you, and realizing there was no turning back with turning you into my new home. Boy was building you from scratch a trip. With every issue I ran into, I had no choice but to figure it out. A lesson that would carry me through our entire journey together. The opportunities you’ve brought me have been nothing short of my dreams. You’ve given me the highest highs and the hardest lessons. But being on the road, seeing the places I’ve always heard of. Experiencing them for myself, my way. I wouldn’t want it any other way. This happened because I wanted it to. I was chasing something, and with more time spent traveling with you, riding, meeting people, living, the thing I was chasing became more clear. Meeting so many people who share the love for what I’m chasing has been the best part. Ive learned so much from these cool people, they’ve inspired me more than I ever would’ve guessed. I love the people I’ve met. I’ve absorbed it all, and I’m happy to be molded by a community filled with people who are so fun, daring, compassionate, creative, gnarly, and loving, the kinda people who would give you the shirt of their back as my dad would say. The kind of people I like to be around. Airstream you have made my dreams a reality. You give me total freedom, you make me feel alive, you helped me grow up… building you taught me so much about everything that goes into creating a home, from welding my bed frame to cutting and polishing my Sapele dinner table, setting up pluming and wiring the electrical, to making your metal shine. I learned my home is somewhere I want to feel comfortable and secure. Something I can trust, and sleep good in. I can gladly say you’ve done your job. You showed me mountains, beaches, deserts, forests, lakes, rivers and more. You took me to snow, waves, and even some of the biggest bike jumps in the world. You challenged me, but also had my back the entire time. From waking up with 2 feet of snow on the roof every day during Utah’s biggest winter in history, Rocky Mountain roads, to 100° days in the desert. You held up. Which is pretty impressive since you were made in 1965. I guess what they say really is true. They don’t make em like they used to. You showed me isolation, cities, states, even another country. Canada was some of our best time together. You introduced me to my idols and allowed me to meet my hero’s, you took me to events I’ve always dreamed of seeing. You pushed me to do the stunts I dreamed of as a kid, and we did it all together. My dreams are now a reality. Thank you airstream. 

Love, 

Hutch Peace Turner 

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