So far outside the box you can't even see the box from here.
Monday, December 18, 2017
Counting Down the Days
Kids count down the days to Christmas. As an adult I'm counting down the days until we skip town. Right now that looks like January 3rd.
Sure, it's nice to see people around the holidays. The problem for me is that the cold air is hard on my damaged lungs. We've had a lot of sub-zero days and my lungs can't handle it. Just going outside sets off a coughing fit and I feel like I'm going to die. It makes it impossible to enjoy the outside and get some much needed exercise.
As much as I love the Great North Woods, I have come to admit to myself that it kills me in the winter. Spring is fine. Summer is wonderful. Fall is beautiful. Winter is only good if you can hit the ski trails, go snowshoeing, or even go ice fishing. Being stuck inside feeding wood into the stove all winter is a drag.
I'm admitting to myself that I pretty much have to live the life of a snowbird. Plenty of people move to retirement villages down south. My parents enjoyed living in a retirement park and I had a good inside view of the lifestyle. It's really not for me.
I truly love living on a sailboat. Nothing beats the feel of a boat under sail in a favorable wind. This winter, for various reasons, we don't plan on sailing. Camping in the converted van will be fine for this winter. After that though, sailboats are in my future -one way or the other. It's going to have to happen.
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.