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Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Goodbye summer people
We've reached the unofficial end of summer now that Labor Day has passed. Some years my lovely and I would sit on our deck and wave.
“Goodbye summer people!” we'd shout, or perhaps raise a drink to the parade of loaded cars and boat trailers going past.
This year we're the summer people too. It's rare that we leave Northern New Hampshire before the holidays, but this is the year. We'll head south only a few weeks after the official start of fall.
I used to think that only the well off could do the snowbird gig. For me, it'll most likely be just as cheap or cheaper to go south for the winter. We are making the trip in our veggie van, pulling our sailboat. Most of the fuel burned on our trip will be free or low priced waste veggie oil. We'll sleep in the van, on the boat, or at my dad's place in Florida. All are inexpensive options.
The house will be totally shut down, water drained out of the pipes, traps and drains filled with non-toxic RV antifreeze. Grid power and Internet service will be disconnected. Only the solar electric system will be operational, and that just to keep the batteries topped off and unfrozen.
Firefighting damaged my lungs. Winter and I no longer get along. A simple cold usually starts a long episode of respiratory illness. The cold dry air of winter hinders recovery. In a warm moist environment, my colds are infrequent and last like normal colds. My health cannot afford winter.
Someday it would be nice to actually enjoy winter again: snowshoeing, cross country skiing, ice fishing, the joy of hunting snow filled woods. Maybe my health will one day improve so that I can do those things again.
Of course, my lovely wife's fibromyalgia is worse in cold weather. There doesn't seem to be a cure for that condition on the horizon.
At least we have the option of being summer people. There are worse things than sailing warm southern waters.
I live in an area of NH known as the Great North Woods. I'm in my dome-i-cile out in the county with my lovely wife and a varying number of family and friends
-part red neck, part hippie but all country. Experimenting and enjoying the adventure of life.