Like a homeless bum in wilderness 🏕️

I had to feel a bit like that when I was winter camping last weekend in that incredibly frigid weather. It really was not pleasant, but in my mind maybe necessary as I said my goodbyes to Big Red and watched the flames flicker one more time as the year rapidly draws to a close.

Truth is it didn’t have to be this way. There is a good chance I could have bought that hunting cabin up that way a while back and made it a residence, but it was too far away from work. I do see a simple, hunting-style cabin in my future but not tied to New York.

I just like my freedom and being able to travel to different places to camp, even if such things are hardly permanent. Winter camping won’t be quite so harsh when I get my new rig and install a diesel heater for warmth. It will also have a lot more room between the long-bed, assuming I decide to stay with an MX cap.