Toys and Solitude
Working for an individual twice my age (in my 40s) means that death is a constant companion and the infirmities of existence are omnipresent.
Moments of solitude in which I can simply exist without external pressures are still very necessary and appreciated.
While around civilization and not performing any epic travels, I decided to blog about simpler things: like packing up camp.
This video was shot with a new camera and edited with new software, and demonstrates the packing procedure start to finish.
I also did some experimenting with live streams. I was able to successfully stream for 48 seconds. Nothing exciting was recorded. I didn’t have anything planned because I didn’t expect it to work.
I shared a lunch recently with 2 southbounders: Stinky on the right and Turd on the left. Not true to their names they seemed like fairly regular humans. Stinky from Texas and Turd from Northern Virginia, both of them seemed fairly weathered and ready to complete their journey.