Off-Grid Living

Off-the-grid is a system and lifestyle designed to help people function without the support of remote infrastructure, such as an electrical grid.

Simplicity

Simplicity πŸ› 

I think modern life is much too complicated with too many things to break and fail, needing to be discarded and replaced. Throwing away and buying new unnecessarily seems to be a core principle of the contemporary American economy.

I really get tired of all the broken things in my life and the constant need of repair and replacement. Some of it is my fault – my lack of a knowledge about repair – but a lot is the the cheap poorly thought out designs meant to be used for a short period of time and then sent to the scrap yard and landfill.

People celebrate advancements like instant hot water when you turn on a faucet or shower, high speed wireless internet in every room, perfectly climate controlled rooms, washing machines for home laundrying. Things like that seem to be overly complicated and break a lot.

The other day, one of my colleagues was out dealing with her broken water heater. I know I always have had issues with the one in my apartment – landlord seems to be constantly replacing it. Water heaters seem to be really problematic components – water corrodes them. Seems like my parents are always replacing and repairing their washing machines. Internet routers and computers quickly wear out and need replacement.

When I own my own land I want to do it differently. I really like the idea of using just a simple wood stove to heat a small cabin. Dish water can be heated on the wood stove or propane range. For hot water for showers, I would use a small instant on propane heater – they also have relatively short lifespans but are relatively small, inexpensive to replace. I know people celebrate the end of cold water flats, but I’m not sure it’s that much of a victory when you think of the constant stream of discarded water heaters and electricity or gas used to keep water hot for anytime use.

When I can’t totally avoid mechanical breakage, I’d rather outsource it. People complain about the cost of laundromats and the time wasted going there and doing wash. Maybe if you have a big family but for the individual the laundromat is a pretty good deal – a few bucks and your clothes get clean, you don’t have to pay for the water or electric or the constant discarding and replacement of the machines. Plus the laundromat is a much more effective use of resources – the washer and dryer is shared by many people in the community, it doesn’t sit idle for most of the week. I never saw the time waste as much – I often run to the store or library at the laundromat and at least my local one has free Wi-Fi. People warn of stolen clothes but my underwear aren’t that valuable and if you don’t leave clothes in the washer few people will interrupt your cycle midway through.

The same can be said about home internet and television. Why pay for an expensive home internet when a basic smartphone on an off brand network does nearly everything? For very data intensive services you can always find a free wireless hotspot like at a library in own. No need to waste all that energy at home or pay pricey membership fees. Television rots your brain and gives you violent thoughts, it does not belong in the home.

Maybe I’m a luddite but I thing the good life is a simple one room cabin with a woodstove for heat. No television, no hot water or central heat. Maybe a small instant on propane water heater for an outside shower but that only because hot water cleans better and makes showers better on cold days. But I am so off put by the modern suburban home.

From here on out, I’m calling my face mask my muzzle. 😷

From here on out, I’m calling my face mask my muzzle. 😷

I mean that’s what one of my idols, the North Idaho off-grid III% hog farmer who burns their own trash calls them. I kind of like the term and I hate wearing my muzzle so I’m anti-social and spend my time in the woods where I’m not around others. If you’re not afraid of fermented grain or pig shit, you are after all my hero.

Bootleg Fire Ravages Sycan Forest Estates in Oregon

PHOTOS: Bootleg Fire Ravages Sycan Forest Estates in Oregon

KLAMATH FALLS, Oregon — Sayyid Bey has his right arm over the slumped shoulders of his son Nicolas, 11, as they use the tips of their shoes to kick through the burned and blackened debris that was once their three-room home in Sycan Forest Estates in the mountains north of Bly, Oregon.

In the ash are pieces of broken kitchen pottery, the vacant remains of picture frames, and a slightly ajar freezer filled with spoiled deer meat. Nicolas bends down and picks up his sister’s singed baby doll and shows his father before placing it gently back on the ground.

The Good Life

Last night when I was at my parents house, one of their good ol’ boy neighbors with a beer belly was standing in the bed of a truck towing a goose neck cattle trailer, beer belly hanging out. Good ol country living for yeah. I was chergin about it although I joked that has to be dangerous as shit, being that the goose neck could easily crush you upon turning if your not careful.

While I don’t miss the winter commutes I do miss the small town life. While I think the neighbors to my parents are too close, I really don’t mind hearing the occasional bellow of their cattle or a whiff of their hog shit or something plastic they toss on their bonfire. I think it’s pretty damn sweet how they live even if supposedly their rural and poor.

I think it would be fun to live in a small town, be able to ride my four wheeler or side by side to the general store, have land and do a little hobby farming. Live off grid, use solar, burn my trash and recycle the cans and glass, compost, maybe garden a little bit and raise chickens and maybe a heritage hog or two. Smelly yes but that’s why you have land. Ride my four wheeler on my land, hunt and trap it. Have a small screened porch so I can watch nature on a morning like this or even watch the campfire while drinking beer and listening to music on a warm but buggy night.

I’m not there yet but eventually I’ll be able to enjoy the good life…