IS IT WORTH IT?
A loyal minion asked, is it worth it? Living off the grid. Roughing it. Most folks, secure in a weather proof mansion with a vegetable plot and a couple of chickens, living next to a national forest with $20 a cord wood permits available, in debt with the bank for their mortgage and truck purchase, would of course say "yes". They are comfortable, thinking their pensions or 401(k) or Social Security check secures them against the ravages of reality. They believe their grid can't crash, their pantry inexhaustible. I'm a lot more paranoid than that and won't take on debt, so I'm squatting on junk land in a trailer. Their ain't no comfort involved. So the question is, without the regular amenities associated with farming and back-to-the-landers, is it worth it?
Worse case scenario, I have to move down the road to my lot that's paid off already. A lot further from town, running water, a decent road. Then, I pay ten dollars a year taxes. That is my only housing expense. I only need food then. I have dig a hole in the ground and burn sage brush for cooking and heat. I have enough silver saved up for that ( assuming civilization holds together ). I can afford to give up the vehicles, the cell phone, a few other expenses. Bare bones survival. And my stored food will get me through the initial danger of a collapse. I think I'm well set up. I didn't want to live in Carson and have to worry about traveling here when the time came. Too much could go wrong, from mechanical failure to gas shortages to government travel restrictions. Living here, I'm one tenth a gas tank away from where I need to be, all accessible on back roads ( bypassing I-80 ).
This last weekend, I woke up to thirty degrees. Anymore, not unusual. I layered up as usual. But, it took a bit of time to warm up and I got so cold the chill didn't leave me all day. I could have done the sensible thing and went outside and cleared brush or dug in my hole to warm up. Instead, I started feeling sorry for myself. I sat in my chair and started moaning and pissing about how I wanted to live down south were it never got cold. At first, the wife was in complete agreement. As the hours went by with me still ranting and raving and pouring over an atlas, she got a bit pissy herself. She finally snapped that I was being stupid, once again willing to move based on encountering difficulties. Ouch. That hit a little close to home. Guilty as charged. The fact was, wanting to move was stupid. I've put almost all of my investments into Elko. To move would mean one paycheck away from homelessness. And, anymore, that is an invitation to police harassment. Alone, you can hide well. With a vehicle full of wheat and guns, a wife and two cats, there is no real hiding. Plus, no job would mean no child support payments, another reason to get harassed.
So, the answer to this particular riddle is that while it might not be worth it as far as the hassle and lack of comfort, it is a really smart move right now. I had no idea what was in store for the economy when I decided to move the beginning of July. I simply got lucky that I did move before it all went down. If I gave up those gains in security I would be a damn fool. All because I become a puss when it gets cold ( the last two mornings were 18 degrees on the pedal into work- and its still officially spring ). I'm not Superman, I have my weak moments. I have resolve dissolving moments. But, doing the math, yes, it is worth all the hassle to be more secure. No one grants a medal for doing the smart thing. It used to be normal that you sacrificed to be more secure in the future. Then it all became charging the credit card to live comfortable immediately, paying for it later ( with interest ).
I think it has already started, the end of our luxury life based on oil. I guess you need to get used to it one sacrifice at a time.