Costa Rica · Phase 0
We won't transform you.
The forest might.
Primary cloud forest. Never cleared. A family kept it alive for over 25 years. No signal on the property.
I was born in Orlando. My dad is from West Virginia, my mom from Guadalajara. My dad bought land in Costa Rica. He gave it to me.
I spent a decade on tour — merch for Michael Ray, Billy Currington, Kane Brown, Luke Combs. Then bars in Nashville. I quit to help my dad when his health got bad. That chapter is still open.
A family has been keeping that land alive for 25 years while I wasn't there. The forest is intact. I have no money, just the land and some people who believe in it. I want to make something bigger than the sum of its parts.
I don't know exactly what that is yet. I'm going to go find out.
The potrero — where the clearing meets the cloud line. October 2024.
The Caretakers
Macho lived in this area for over 50 years, and on this land for over 25 — not as an employee, but as a steward. He knew every trail, every spring, every tree. He built paths through forest that had no paths. He protected it when it would have been easier not to.
Age eventually forced him off the land he loved. His son drives out on his days off from his regular job to keep the work going. Out of love for his father's life work. Because he wants to build something real.
This project exists to make that possible. To turn what he does on borrowed time into his actual livelihood — and to build something he has a real stake in, not just a job inside of. His family kept this land alive. Any version of this that doesn't reflect that isn't worth building.
Gabriel, a local friend who wants to help however he can. May 2026.
The Work Right Now
Daniel is on the land on his days off, clearing trail with a machete and sending photos. The land is overgrown — he's working the highest-impact areas first. In a few months, we're going back with a small crew and a camera to work on the old caretaker's shack, camp, and mark trails.
$50 covers one day of work. Every dollar is tracked in the public ledger.
Come with us
This is a small thing being built honestly in a loud world.
No newsletter. No content calendar. When something real happens on the land — a trail opened, a trail camera catches something, the July crew comes back with photos — we send one email. That's it. If that sounds like your kind of thing, come with us.
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