This is the story of a city boy and girl who decided to make the long journey to become country man and woman. This unlikely story has roots stretching back to childhood. Hopefully, my hindsight can offer some foresight to others on this blog who have not started down this formidable path. For any who have embarked on this journey, I hope my individual experience will give you new ideas and insights. Going from a high density human existence, to a life of constant challenges out in the wide open spaces, changes one’s perspectives on many different levels. This is what we have learned so far.
The Idea
In the winter of 2012, we began to toy with the idea of becoming self sufficient, moving from the big city to the wide open spaces of the country. Neither the wife nor I had any experience living outside the rat maze of the big city. This was about to change, as a tiny seed once planted in my mind grew wild and unchecked into a tangled mess somewhat resembling the wild blackberry vines found in the south. Our kids had left the nest, and in our late forties we decided it was now or never if we were to make such a major lifestyle change.
