Walky Time

Sorry, there’s really nothing going on right now. Take care of chickens, tend batteries, bake bread, go for long walks. Nothing you haven’t seen a hundred times before.

As I’ve said many times before, I used to fill in the gaps with quacking about politics or news stories but I got tired of writing those several months ago – to be honest I’ve largely stopped even reading the news; has that guy in the white house been thrown out yet? I didn’t even turn the ‘pooter on yesterday.

Here are some pictures I took this morning…big files…

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4 Responses to Walky Time

  1. Mike says:

    Very nice photos Joel.

    I have a Firefox add-on that lets me search images so I ran the photos through it. You should be pleased to know that the various search engines were torn between you being located on the Russian Steppes or in the Sahara. I guess this means that the secret lair is still secret. 👍

  2. Spud says:

    Naw , that Orange Shit Gibbon is still there…just proving that common sense ain’t common.

  3. Norman says:

    Fret not about the lack of posting regarding society’s trivial effluent; the advantage of living adjacent to the Middle of Nowhere is not having to be concerned about it.

    The pics sparked a thought: there’s no way it could be even remotely profitable, but I’d think there would be some demand, however small, for UPS and FedEx developing scheduled air drop technology. There’s a PBS show that sometimes runs about a guy who made it to the Alaskan wilderness with some hand tools, built a cabin, and lived there alone for 30+years; one of his “local” buddies would fly in a couple times a year with a few of civilization’s accoutrements otherwise unavailable. I’d think a monthly overflight at 1-2K AGL and pushing a parachute-equipped box out the door might be a useful service. Wouldn’t entirely work in your case – I’m thinking drinking water supplies – but with enough water storage you could cut your town trips to quarterly.

  4. patrick says:

    Hi Joel and Norman I have a friend whose mom and dad homesteaded a spoil island in Florida , he was a toddler at the time it was mid-fifties . They had some rain-catching stuff , fishing and crabbing gear . and a friend with a piper J3 cub…it could be flown with the door open at around 50 mph…he would fly over drop the coffee bacon ice cream etc.into the water from about 20ft.and they would wade out and get it…on nice days they might take their small outboard skiff ashore for other stuff and to sell some smoked fish…simpler times!

To the stake with the heretic!