by WRETHAOFFGRID on JUNE 30, 2014 - 3 Comments in self-sufficiency
Growing up, I had a bit of a wild streak, nothing naughty, but I loved being outdoors, being around nature, plants, animals, water, dirt, we pretty much always lived in suburban areas with neighborhoods, houses, rectangular lots with grass, trees and fences. That didn’t stop me from pretending, imagining that I was in the jungle, or in the forest, or on an island, I wanted to live that way so badly that I could remove myself from the rows of houses and people, I would pack a lunch and go find some semi-isolated spot in my back yard and for a little while, I was an explorer in a wild place. Little did I know I would grow up and get to live that dream.
Right now I live a fairytale, a storybook life, I can still become that little girl, but now I don’t have to pretend I’m living in the wilds, I am living it everyday.
Many years have passed since that little girl grew up to be me, but I never lost that wonder, the awe of seeing a doe or donkey walk through behind the sky castle, I am still thrilled to smell the cedar trees in the evening after a rain shower. I love seeing an ant trail, watching a lizard run across the trail to catch a bug, listening to the sound of a coyote howling in the night. Some 7 years into my off grid journey, I am still awed by everything around me here.
Sometimes the thrill is almost too much, like when I was walking up to the sky castle in the evening about a month ago, I had been napping under the shade of a tree, I was half asleep when I nearly stepped on a rock rattler, I disturbed it and it was trying to get away from me…. that woke me up!
I get to live in a mostly independent manner, relying on solar panels for my power, hauling water, using alternative methods of keeping perishable foods cold in our chest freezer-fridge conversion, this works very well BTW.
Right now we are in the beginning of our rainy season, this afternoon it clouded up, sprinkling at first, then it turned into a bucket brigade, inside and out. Then the chunky stuff began to fall, one of the charms of living with a metal roof is when it rains and hails hard, you can’t even hear yourself think, forget talking to each other, or chatting on the phone. Here is a video I shot while the rain and hail came down, you don’t have to watch the whole thing, but before turning it off, scroll to the end for a surprise selfie.