cosmic ashtray... same origin

they returned home in the spring of 2023, spent driggs' birthday with a quick hike in moab before spending their last 50 bucks on a gas tank in price. home... in 3 hours.

she double checked real estate wasn't working still, grandpa passed away the day before his own birthday, and she got an easy job at the paint and sip parlor before saying "driggs, let's just go to the desert. I'd like to sit in the sun, have a moment of silence, and you can chew all the sticks you want." good deal. a guitar duo was just getting started. her first time performing in public, ever. to be continued...

one day, they were camping out high up on the mesa. a beautiful, quiet morning hike in the park. they had no problem with back to back hikes to make a full day but this time they decided to go back, play the guitar, "maybe we'll take an afternoon nap" but oh... did that not happen. it was a rough road, ultra steep, a corner involved... but nothing the black stallion couldn't handle at a slow pace. monsoon season means rock movement for color country. road was clear when they left, no storms all day, they got some pics of the signature bucket hat in the slots and she said "alright buddy... ready to go back and chill?" 

everything was going swell, easy breezy, even grand. she thought of grandpa, looked to her left and "omg driggs! a rainbow! thank you grandpa!" boom.... the worst feeling ever. "maybe it wasn't so big... we've gotta reverse off of this anyway..." ... that sound wasn't good either. "shit... we're on a cliff driggs... closer to the top... see if we can get up there..." they did, after a local called them stupid, offered no help and said "your car is leaking" and a "pull over now" error on the dash... no shit captain obvious. popped the hood, had a toke with "no sense in panicking while it cools down. gas station is 1mi away. we'll be fine either way. might as well call the park ranger for help. maybe park the black stallion there and sleep somewhere else without embarassment." they stayed... for 5 days... stranded... on walkabout... for 5 days... "how's your car doing? lol..." every visit from the townspeople for over a year. "talk of the town."

they continued their weekend roadtrips throughout the state, but it was the sandstone cliffs where they spent most of their time. especially in their last year together. not in the city, not the polygamist town, and not the terrace either, but a literal natural disaster. with a posable skeleton of course. it was the marketing place before it became the place where burning the visions was inevitable. driggs passed away there, and she moved on with no other choice and nothing left. it is however, the official stamp of lagom.

many adventures to share, from the good days. we'll start you with the beginnings of block printing, bandanas, and more that all came to be in a place many people deem as "the middle of nowhere."

an ethereal landscape, with no shortage of stories from others too. 

roll the credits...

wilderness office days

quick and easy meals

a cast iron skillet. no way to clean it on the road. easy, no mess, usually just a quick heat up. before grandpa's camping stove came along for the rides. an in-between the block prints and field journal additions.

foldable tables, tinfoil & fabric scraps

before the gifted canopy days. suntan all day, take a back break and get the front side, continue working. music on low for mental distraction, driggs under the table for shade or the post hike siesta in the tent keeping watch. our favorite kind of work day.

car camping

when we got too lazy to set up the tent if it was cold or dark upon arrival. a tight fit for both of them. no complaints for all night snuggles. just a cupla dweebs settling in for a big hike the next day. "set up shop in the daylight."

the first prototype

idea born and sketched in the wild. home to print the fabric, cut it, and start the assembly line. another wild excursion for a photoshoot. this one? just before the frayed logo patch went on. inside the homemade dust bag before shipping off to a new home.

the dune buggy and "what the hell is grandma doin' at the dunes?!"

pure fun trips mixed in. sometimes just a drive with lil walks mixed in when his legs and her back, nerves, legs and hips were all on fire. sure, we could stay at home and rest... but why not get out and get some simple movement for both? or a simple scenic drive? we'll pick that every time.

strength comes and goes, but the regular keeps joints primed, muscles working properly, and nerves on ice. 

quitting cabin fever is our favorite past time. even if just a front or back porch sit. a gradual climb, not overdone, just one step at a time. never rushed. attention to detail and "happy accidents" along the way. in the sun as long as it lasts. 

that's just how we roll here.

ethereal red dirt white sand duo

alien & goblin world

"I swear to god if you yeet yourself off this cliff i'm jumping off with you, using each other for padding and hoping for the best." never happened. no missteps here. just... "stay right there don't move." 1, 2, 3 click. "let's go before anything. weird people closeby anyway..."

"wtf does she know about cameras?"

nothing. everything here on iphone. 14 to start, 16 until... "look back at it" as if the tripod is about to fall. lens can be weird though. unexpected especially. with help? no problem. vlogging? when she got it all out of her system on paper. youtube? ya tu sabes. always more to come.

bluebird sunsets

no matter the temp, if the sun is out, we're soaking it in. dark sky districts, no light pollution, ancient ruins, natural bridges and wildlife all call this place home. as do we. let's keep it that way. quiet, expansive, and just an ancient ocean seafloor carved through eons of time waiting to be respectfully explored with experience.

deep in the slots

where you can find us. on walkabout or the ropes. canyoneering? also a well known past-time. never a shortage of things to see, for beyond a lifetime. no rentals? walk the distance for a different, hard earned experience. barefoot if appropriate. always check the weather beforehand. a non negotiable. every time. safety first.

travellin' dave

the non negotiable. without fail. in the hiking pack or car dashboard at all times. whatever's being used the most. the first one to say "idk why you haven't got your free parks pass yet. i'd give you my parking pass if it wasn't expired. you playing your guitar though?"

uncle dave had a climbing accident, followed by multiple surgeries, a job change, budding music career, a nomadic lifestyle and live shows on the road. he succumbed to his injuries in 2024, the day after april fool's. an extra day for no joke. greatly appreciated. another legend keeping watch a lot easier now tbh.

we'll never forget their jam sessions, joint walks, cervezas, smoked shots and poor spanish skills. a spirit we keep alive here. in honor. in writing. in our hearts. with love. pa siempre.

adventures for the long run

the unstoppable duo

jealous guys and women had nothin' on these two. plenty of invites to go around, but if you can't keep up, we'll just slow down, enjoy the chat, share a snack, and no yogi sayings here. "you need a break? no problem. talk or keep to yourself. no offense taken here."

the buddy system

we support solo excursions, just be safe out there. no man's land is there for a reason. people live there too. for us? we'll always have a safety officer around. don't pet don't touch just pretend the gentle giant isn't there. on duty anyway. free game otherwise. for a good time not a long time.

"special privileges"

c/ptsd is one of the easiest disabilities to fake. please show respect for the service dogs in public, no matter the breed. we disabled folk have the right to choose, train, and be respected. a bark may be an alert. you may ask tasks trained to perform, but no documentation. this protects us with both hipaa and ada law combined. we'll send the dogs for any real fakers out there.

yucca blooms for life

while healing is never linear, memories stay forever. the good and bad, duality in everything. bad times make the good times a novelty. find your village, and keep them close. modern communication goes the distance for a reason. get the diagnosis. use it to your advantage. no definitions, just the right to continue on the grandest adventure of all: life.

a gift sealed with a sticker

one size does not fit all but we do our best with multiple sizes. returns not needed. gift to another or donate. especially to those in need. they need it more than we do. 

unless it's worn out. send us the scrap and we'll give you a gift card to send to someone in need. just let us know where to send it. especially if there's no address involved. email for those.

shop the "the pirate bandana" for an "anonymous" donation. when we have a batch large enough, we'll give out the free handouts to wholesome individuals in your name. our branding, your hand in giving back.
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forever fika in the native land

we take pride in all of our cultures. we don't let labels define us. respect for all, especially the places where we are guests. earth included, most importantly.

we encourage balanced living with no shame on the mistakes we make. we learn, live and grow from ourselves and others, take note of repeats, and make adjustments as needed. 

small batch orders to start, and we'll hire more as needed. always keeping our furry, lizard and green friends in mind. people are a given.

don't forget a piece sign or hang loose as you drive by. pick up after yourself, and leave places better than you found it. in all senses.

live lagom. sunrise or sunset, and everywhere in between.

let the adventures begin. for lyfe.

pa siempre.

mycket täck. oneewe. gracias. 

skål. hasta la próxima vida. aquí. otra vez. igen. tillsammans.

skål. igen.