Leaving Las Vegas! Time to go Live in the Mountains

byashleyjorg71

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7 years ago

About four years ago, I was living in Las Vegas. Great apartment! Great palm-tree-lined pool! 20 minutes from the Strip! The shows! The food! The luxury suite hotel stays!

So, I was running on the treadmill one morning (in the fully-equipped gym, overlooking the palm-tree-lined pool), when I had an ephipony. WTF am I doing here! That's when I decided to leave everything.

I got out of my lease, moved up to Northern California, and lived by the side of a breathtaking River called Savage Rapids. Turns out that breathtaking river was "breath-giving".

I was in my pop up tent. With no electricity. That's no email, no MSN news, no facebook. ( No NETFLIX, for goddsake!) It's called dry camping. Only, I found myself starting to feel quenched.

My nearest "neighbor" was a mile away. I started taking long walks in the woods (singing at the top of my lungs with my ipod), swam in the river, ate a lot of sandwiches. (Turns out, there's no PF Chang off the grid.)

I'd sit outside on my lawnchair and watch the bluejays, frogs and toads. I would watch the bald eagles swooping down the river! ( Yes, I have a bear story, too. I walked out one morning and encountered a bear standing not 15 feet away from me, standing on her hind legs, holding my gatorade bottle between her teeth! ( I left no food outside - but forgot the gatorade.)

Well, this is my first post. I was in N. Calif for 18 mos, then pitched my pop up tent in an Arizona ghost town for 6 mos, then it got too hot, so now I'm camping in Oregon doing my gold mining thing. Back to AZ in October. (After a crazy-snow winter in N. Cal, never again am I "doing" snow.)