It turns out I actually have developed a reasonably dedicated audience. It’s only three people, but what I write does have consequences for that half a handful of relationships.

I will keep that closer to the front of my mind going forward.

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The Last Major Islands to be Discovered

My appetite for knowing about these kinds of things is virtually unlimited.

I can theorize that it’s because the bear and I have so much in common. But that’s fanciful at best, because the bear doesn’t take care of individuals of other species, and the bear doesn’t possess the mixed blessing of an internally combusting Truck.

Speaking of which.

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Getting that ancient F-150 into more dependably useful shape has suddenly become the priority of my heart, for hard cold calculated reasons.

The outbackWagon is doubtless far more dependable as things stand.

But given that I don’t have seventeen or thirty grand laying around right now to turn it into the motel-killer I crave with such aching …

What makes sense is pouring the far smaller sums that are available into making the pickup just a little more dependable (fixing the ignition, and the rattle) AND a whole lot more useful (by first installing the camper shell for a barebones four-season rig, and then eventually considering again the rehab of the creaking old trailer that it can easily tow).

There are scraps of money involved in all that, but mostly it’s about spending time and effort.

Things I am arguably wealthy in.

In pursuit of the dream of a truly practical modern nomadics.