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
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
Entry written 2015-01-22