Friday, September 15, 2017

Ehrenberg AZ

In the past I've camped at Ehrenberg (I-10, exit 1, Arizona).

It has a beauty and is generally quiet. People park away from each other, allowing privacy and solitude to enjoy the beauty of the desert.

And it is all that...until the rtr crowds invade and set up with dogs running loose, some having quads or motorcycles tearing up the desert, trash from van builds and repairs, and generally busyness.

I love going to Ehrenberg, but I've learned to check when the rtr crowd is there and find somewhere else away from the herd mentality.

I don't care for others unleashed dogs pissing on my stuff. And I really don't care for the herd mentality. I actually enjoy peace, quiet, and solitude.

I love being able to sit in a chair outside, enjoy coffee and a sunrise or a Sunset.

One of the reasons I enjoy the desert or a national forest is that I love nature. I'm not afraid of solitude or being alone with myself. I pretty much know my virtues and my flaws

I've got a few other off the beaten path desert hideaways.  I generally only park legally. I actually own land, so I'm not homeless.

I love leaving no trace. When I pull out...I haven't rearranged the desert to suit cute rock border nor my name spelled out in rocis.

It's funny...often Canadians come down for the entire winter. They'll set up camp, and when they leave...they leave nothing behind. They come down, enjoy the weather, and go back home. Some of them have been the absolute nicest neighbors.

But in soon as you mention Vandwelling...out come my YouTube, join this event, and all the peopleing stuff.

Yes I have a YouTube. Absolutely no idea if people watch it. I just use it to share how to original videos. Watch it if you like...or don't. Google doesn't send me $, no ad revenue off it, no paetron account. It's not a series of me me me...just a few short how to videos.

Yes I finally got an Instagram...and it's not commercial either. I just share photos...of my dog, of nature, weather, plants, and other things I find interesting.

I've discovered I really don't like crowds...not at all and not for a short time. I'm fine with a small group, but I didn't get into this to trade the busyness of city life for being busy and distracted so I don't have time to think group Rebellion.

I'm truthfully a non conformist. And that means I don't rebel in lockstep with others. I actually carve my own path out.

These are just my own ramblings out loud.


Monday, July 24, 2017

Update on hit and run

Thursday a week ago i was driving and was rear ended by a hit and run driver.

There's substantial damage to my van.

I just received a phone call from las cruces police who were really on the ball.

The registered owner of the vehicle was in jail at time of the accident. The insurance was lapsed/cancelled.

The investigation proceeds. I'm basically screwed.

Updates and Thoughts

It's been some time since I've had time to update blogs.

Today I've been thinking about some of the common terms in use and our lifestyle as vandwellers.

What we do isn't new or revolutionary. A lot of the ways i live in my van go back only two generations ago.

My family had outhouse, running water is reasonably new, and electricity in house not that old either. Someone made a comment online and it reminds me that many people...Amish and Mennonite...still don't use electric in the house.

In recent old days, people had a stand with a pitcher and a bowl on it for cleanliness. They still do. You'd wash up in privacy of your room. Saturday the big tub would be put in the kitchen, it was filled by hand, and emptied into the garden or flowers. Waste not want not.

So...why when converting a van do you need running water, showers, hard wired electric.

We overthink things making our van into a pale imitation of a house.

Why not look back and learn simpler less consumerism ways?

What really are needs...what are wants? I enjoy a few simple decadent luxuries. The majority of my very simple, freeing me from things and allowing me to focus on friends and people and nature and of course my dog.

I don't need a large kitchen, with running water and many appliances to cook good meals. I've turned out a fancy Sunday dinner in a sand covered desert near the Mexican border. No running water, no electric, just me and my propane stove. I've cooked same type of meal in the pouring rain in Michigan in the Manistee National Forest.

I don't own a tv. I do enjoy shows via streaming video and saved on my 1T external hard drive.

I'm not homeless making do. I'm truly a nomad, living as many peoples have for countless untold years. My war pony is gasoline driven. My tipi has wheels. But it's the same as generations back where people roamed within an area living much more gently on Mother Earth.

Many pay lip service to this life style or half step their way though it. I raise my pot of coffee made the Old way in a stove top percolator on an open fire to those who truly understand and live this life.