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Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Fortress of Solitude
The adventures of the last few months have been great. Travel expands one's mind. My lovely wife and I have had a blast. However, our time in the south will be coming to an end soon.
In a couple weeks, if all goes well, we'll be back home in the woods. I've missed family and friends more than anything else. After that, what I miss is my fortress of solitude, my home office. It's wall to wall books -and quiet. Civilized places always have noise. Maybe you city folks don't notice it, but for me it's distracting.
We spent some quiet time on the sailboat, anchored in isolated coves away from civilization. There were some good places for thinking, but the boat was pretty cramped for writing. I'm too tall to sit up comfortably in the cabin. Some sort of table to put the laptop on would have been nice too. It's one of the things we'll be looking for in the next boat.
In the weeks and months ahead, I'll have the peace and quiet to reflect on this past winter. Solitude is good for that. Of course, one has to have something to reflect on. How much wisdom can a hermit on a mountain really have? Once in a while it's necessary to climb down and see what's going on in the world.
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.