Cassie Stockamp

So I’ve had new Neural pathways blown into my brain - an experience that some may criticize, others may think me crazy and hopefully...

So this is the wrap up blog from my latest adventure - a 60 year old woman’s experience with a 1,000+ mile solo self supported bike...

I called out to Natalie and asked her if I could pitch my tent in her vicinity. She answered affirmatively - as long as I was quiet! We...

So I don’t even know where to start. It’s been 14 days since I started this solo bike adventure, and so many amazing things have happened...

I talked to a really bright friend the other day, catching up and brainstorming ideas on how to get involved in volunteer activities in a...

I had to make a delivery to an upscale apartment building in Carmel, IN which is a very affluent predominantly white suburb of...

My daughter and I put up the Xmas decorations the other day — at her prodding. She and I looked wryly at each other as we positioned the...

I came home from a year of volunteering and exploring my way around the world and quickly realized I hadn’t given my own country the same...

I had invited him over for coffee the other day as he has completed several epic bike rides including riding around Lake Michigan. A...

So yesterday a fellow college age co-worker at the liquor store (Yes, I’m a job hopper following the allure of big bucks from generous...

Living in the time of a pandemic, finding a job as an essential worker and creating space for a roommate with Parkinson’s I was in...

So it was a wild experience feeling the transfer of fear and anxiousness from those around me in response to what felt like an unraveling...

It was 91 degrees in Amed, Bali and I was sitting on the steps of an Indomaret mulling over the year while eating a roll of coffee...

So this whole little goof began in Sri Lanka last March after making friends with two young delightful women from Berlin. When we...

One rather gloomy winter day, I found myself slowly ambling around the halls of the Chicago Merchandise Mart peering into the showrooms...

So I was awakened one morning by the 4:30am call of the rooster and rolled over to find a dead snake lying next to my bed. That was the...

I met Made at a dive shop and followed him on my scooter over windy, hilly roads that hugged the beautiful Amed shore line. Made was an...

Gede (pronounced with two short “Es”; accent on the second) was the 20 year old that picked me up from the airport after a LONG travel...

What a fitting way to conclude my time in Cape Town - an insightful Uber ride to the airport. This time the driver wasn’t a immigrant or...

The synchronicities of South Arica continue to amaze me. The other day I pulled up a Ted Talk that I had queued in my email over a year...