Boondocked out here on the Prescott... a fellow drifter came by the other day... found my camp from my short email description to him...
After he'd scraped his differential over the rocks and ruts on his truck getting in here... gee... I had no trouble draggin' the fifth wheel over that ;) ... he wanted to know was there a warrant out for me or what? Somebody hunting you? ... process server? You couldn't find a place deeper into nowhere to hide out? ;)
Ha ha... yeah well... you can't get much solitude in a walmart parking lot.
It's nice here... buuuuut... I know for sure and for certain, I've been here long enough already that I'm pretty sure I'm already illegal... and I'm the wrong nationality for that to be ok!
He did not say that! He did Not Say That! I'm sure that he did not say that!
Ha! Yeah he did. You didn't come here expecting political correctness did you?
Oh. You did? Well then... bummer for you. Cuz that's not likely something you'll find here abouts.
Buuuut... I have to wait for mail out of South Dakota to arrive general delivery with my new license tags.
Then I'm thinking it's late enough in the winter that maybe I'll head up on top of the rim... A fella should be dumb enough to stumble into at least ONE snow storm a year so he don't forget how much he's come to detest 'em... shouldn't he?
Actually, I'm tinkering more with an idea for dodging the regulatin' of the king. Since mobile living minimizes the licenses and regs a guy has to adjust to... maybe the solution for my wishin' for a place to set up some of the things I want that require less than constant wanderin' is...
Dodge the building permit "issue" and all the complications of "Building" anything, with just boondocking on your own place. Then to deal with cold winters and hot summers... do it with...
... a couple of "Places"... bought dirt cheap. Yup, just camp using "boondocking" skills, equipment and techniques. That way, he might could have a "winter" camp location and a summer camp location for when he wanted to set up for a while, no matter the season, in between the wanderings; and not have to move every 14 days if he don't want to.
Just being "camped" there'd be no building permits required since you're not making "improvements"; all you did was stop the rig and turn the motor off.
Now, a little known military secret. If you move slowly enough you can crawl across a pool table and nobody will see you! It's true! Just like magic. So, if you apply that to the civilian world; If you do "some" things reeeeeeally reeeeeeally slowly, one lil part at a time; nobody will even see it happen so it's not ever quite noticed that it did. ;)
Yeah! See, what you do is take a board and lay it out there in the meadow. Nobody's gonna take notice of a board are they? A month later, nail another board to it. Kinda like Johnny Cash swipin' that fancy cadillac one piece at a time in his lunch box.
So, then one day a guy says; Wow! I don't even remember that house gettin' built there! Weird! :)
And that's only if you didn't get a place in the first place that they can't even see into. Well, unless they're paying some monkey to sit and scan over satellite pics and then try to match them up with their list of permits...
Considering govies ability with "websites" I'm not so sure that's a viable threat ;)
At the least such a solution would give him the changing of places with the seasons to change his scenery while allowing for those miscellaneous and sundry things he's wanting to do that constant rolling gets in the way of.
Then again... I might just pick up and rattle along. You never really know till you can look back and see what happened.
Yeah... the brain wanders in the far out and lonesome