Monday, March 9, 2015

Day 46

What do you do? What do I do? Ten days in a camp with nothing but what I bring with me, no more luggage than what I carry with me; what is there to do?

Well, I write; I write a lot. There's a lot to be written about. I have a little GPS unit that I flick on just long enough to get my bearings everywhere I stop, just down my "coords." I have a smartdevice that I use exclusively for writing on, because it weighs less than paper. I write about life, about living this nomadic lifestyle, random musings that pop into my head, about my campsite, and everything else I can think of.

I also wander. Even when I'm squatting on a flat open plain that has nothing around to tether my tent to, and I have to unclamp my trailer from my bike to get any sort of tension to hang my tent from, there's still something of beauty in the landscape. I spent all of my childhood living in a world that didn't know true darkness, where light pollution wasn't considered a sin. Now I'm here, one and a half months into a solitary, minimalistic, nomadic lifestyle, and I didn't want to go back. I didn't have to work to appreciate the small things, because I was living in a world without big things..

I do have a camera, and a solar battery charger, but when everything is beautiful in a way that can't be captured, you just have to see it for yourself, I find myself using it less and less. I do pull it out before I settle down in an area, to make sure I honor Leave No Trace to my best ability, and those pictures find their way onto my blog... after enough delay that they can't track me down.

Entry written 2015-01-22

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