Aloha,
My name is zach and I have been in the wilderness for 9 months at a time for the past six years with my dog Bud(brittany spaniel). I don't do much internet stuff anymore but I just got back home and I came across an old post from this site where the poster wanted to go out into the wild for several months to find some peace in his life, and the responses): got me to write this up for those of you who want to dream a little and maybe find some peace.
My story would be too long so I will bit size it down for you. You can ask me questions if you want.
Seven years ago I had been married to a stunningly beautiful wife for 11 years, had an excellent job, and I owned my home at age 30. Life was good. On my 11th anniversary we decided to go out for a nice dinner in downtown Seattle and on the way home my head started to feel awkward. I had to pull over and walk around for about 2 hours until I was shuffled off to the emergency room and found out I had a rare brain disease that started when I was a child apparently. The next few months were terrifying to say the least because all hell broke out in my brain....I won't go into it. A few months later I lost my job, my wife and home. Thank God I didn't have any children.
What to do now? I can't function at any real job and now have to depend on my family for help. But for how long will they help me? Even family can do so much and I certainly didn't want to burn those bridges. I decided that I needed to try and fend for myself somehow so I started doing research on wilderness/bushcraft/primitive living. Mind you I had not ever even gone camping before. So I adopted a dog because I didn't want to be alone and purchased a bunch of camping/survival gear to go out into the wilderness. I found several places in Utah, Oregon and New Mexico. I won't say where I went and where I go now so please don't ask. Just know they aren't privately owned and I see very few people when I'm out there.
Peace is what I didn't expect. I fully expected fear and uncertainty which did happen the first few months I was out there. But peace is what eventually happened. I literally had to push through those first months with sheer grit and determination. I have a trusty ford ranger, my best bud with me and family I see about 3 months out of the year. During those three months I stock a ton of food with my dehydrator and stock up on rice, oatmeal, and trail mix....and a lot of milk bones for bud. Every july, august and september I am home doing this. The rest of the year I go to my real home....the wilderness.
Maybe It's crazy but it's what I had to do. And now I would never change a thing. I look forward to seeing my family for those three months but can't wait to get out again. I spend roughly 2-3 weeks in one amazing place after the next. If I stay any longer I might wear out my welcome in some places. I have never been approached by anybody yet so maybe I've been lucky. I take about 3 weeks worth of food and all my gear in a 110 liter backpack. The rest of the food and other stuff like toilet paper I leave in my truck. I have a gps tracker and cell phone with me at all times just in case. My other best friend is my Gransfors Bruk wilderness axe. What would I do without that? Anyway that's my life in a nutshell.
Zach
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