I Know You, Rider: Just Mark And The Rainbow Family

Share Tweet Share PinBy: Will Kersten When the blue bus with the boat on top rumbled down the levee and parked by the gate of the boatyard, I was flabbergasted. I’d been reading Tom Wolfe’sThe Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, about the psychedelic adventures of Ken Kesey and the Merry Pranksters, and thisthinglooked like it had jumped right out of my book. I approached the vehicle from behind and read the sign on the back: “Disguise the Limit.” The side door opened with a hiss, and a raspy voice invited me in. Photo courtesy of “Just Mark” He stood next to the driver’s seat—tall and lanky, shirtless, with long, straight hair and a hand-rolled, lit cigarette between his fingers. “Welcome aboard,” he said. “I’m Just Mark. This is the Sailbus.” Trinkets and artwork were everywhere. Grateful Dead music played through the speakers, and a woman wearing glasses and a long dress stood at a counter, stirring a pot of something. “Hi Mark,” I said, and introduced myself. A young man with a...



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