BRYCE CRIPE & CAMILLE ATTELL
Bryce and Camille are born and raised West Coasters (Oregon and California, respectively), who met at work, fell in love, and married in 2014. Bryce is a corporate financial analyst, while Camille is a professional trainer and project manager. Before hitting the road in September, 2016, we were living the typical suburban life in Orange County, California.
Some would say we were living a disappearing American Dream: employed by a large corporation with a great culture and good benefits, challenging and mostly fulfilling careers, great friends, nice vacations, and a pathway to retirement.
However, things started shifting when the financial crisis of 2008 forced our employer into its first layoffs in nearly 80 years of existence. While we both survived these cuts, the illusion of secure careers began to crack. We were both already workaholics, but the demands at work became even greater. Then we both moved into new, unfamiliar job positions. Finally, after a two-year period of chaos, we were both beset by health issues (Bryce with recurring lower back pain and Camille an almost never-ending series of sinus and respiratory infections).
It seemed the Universe was sending us a message and we responded in kind. It was time to figure out our own American Dream. We were in our prime earning years, but felt like birds longing to fly from a cage of our own making. A friend thought we were in the throes of a mid-life crisis, to which we responded, “No, it’s a mid-life revelation.” We made a plan, resigned from our jobs, and were on the road in six months. See the whole story on our blog.
Our journey is now about personal and professional reinvention. We’ve traded in our corporatist lives for the unfamiliar–and often uncomfortable–paths of entrepreneurs. As we approach our first full year on the road, we’ve learned invaluable new skills and are on the cusp of creating new income sources that we hope will sustain our travels for years to come. We’ve traded in the security of suburbia for the freedoms and ever-changing rhythms of the open road–we wouldn’t want it any other way.