Meet The Honey House Bus. In November of 2017, the bus, barely making its way back to Colorado, was filled with bees (we didn’t choose the name, it chose itself) and in need of some major TLC. My boyfriend, Cody had found a bus with lovable lines and smiling headlights on a Craigslist listing in Idaho. While I was off traveling in South America, he, his dad, and some of our friends drove out to Blackfoot to take a look at the bus and decided that it was the one. (And furthermore spending the visit-me-in-Chile money on a rusty old bus, but that’s another story.) Since returning to the US, the bus has been at the center of most conversations, and the recipient of most of our free time. We sanded it down, insulated the heck out of it, built it out, had a little help with the electricity, and even put a little tiny cedar bathroom in it. One year later and It’s nearly done. The bus’ role now becomes a rolling home, a bit of shelter in the woods, a cozy place to chase storms and see new mountains. Its tiny smokestack pumps little clouds into the snowy sky above us, a crackling fire keeps us warm inside. (and perpetually smelling like a campfire) Its pull-out couch is an open invitation to our friends, who are always welcome in our bus. It’s little tailgate, and outstanding parking lot presence is an apres-ski dream, and hopefully can be shared with anyone who is looking to have a beer, tell some stories, and maybe make some new memories with a little yellow bus that rolls slow and chases winter. We will be taking The Honey House up through Washington and BC, along the Powder Highway, and wherever else the bus takes us. (At least, that’s the plan. She’s an old girl, after all.) So if you see us, come say hi! Give us a wave when we’re broken down, or a honk on the highway. We’ll see you out there! Follow Kellyn and The Honey House Bus on Instagram to keep up with their travels this winter.
