Simple Life = Adventure Now

Extreme, adventure, what do these words mean to you? To us they mean a way of life! No matter the place or the time we are always striving to live in the moment. And this my friends is the adventure, an extreme & epic one at that!  We have desires for places to see, experiences to be had, and flavors to taste… But where we will end up no one really knows. Let us start with the cause of the final push that lead us to leave the rental market and get on the road in the first place.

Scaling down to from a 3 story house in a Southern VT. ski town (first to our station wagon and now living on our renovated school bus), has afforded us the opportunity to wander and wonder about what’s next.  Before leaving we had been planning and dream building for years about an off the grid homestead with very unique structures for our family. But nothing seemed to materialize, then finally last fall we thought we had a break… It was a big job we had been working on for a few months. The day we were to receive a large payment from the clients the whole project fell through. This happened as no result of our own, but still it was our reality to contend with.

Most people we mentioned it to felt bad for us, some got really pissed off about the details of the situation, and many even thought we should sue the organization. Instead of feeling down or angry we asked ourselves, what does this mean for us? What’s next for us? Why do these doors seem to keep closing? We reached out for some other money we were owed and that didn’t come through in the moment either. So, there we were 5 kids in the house, a frigid November heading into one of the coldest winters I can remember, no money and a low tank of propane.

We reached out to the family that owned the house we rented and asked if we could pay them 2 months late for rent and/or fix-up the house because of our situation. The house was in much need of repair: black mold, leaks, electric and the list goes on. But their answer was no, and if we couldn’t have the money on time they would like us to leave on Jan 1st.  Instead of giving notice on the spot we tried to come up with the money, we held out hope.

By the middle of December it was clear we wouldn’t be able to come up with the funds, so we decided our only option was to hit the road.  And this began the life style of adventure… Living in the moment and surfing the waves as they come!









Lighting bugs, light bugs, ground stars at night, whatever you want to call them…they are summer; they are the light we ponder as adults and the magical light we want to capture as children. Sitting here thankful we are home, back in New England…Playing bocce ball and watching the world cup in Amherst, then dinner on a farm in Vermont. Seeing our loved ones and breathing in the fresh air moment by moment. What a wonderful weekend.

Thursday to Tuesday …the new weekend! This gypsy life is something to think about indeed. The deeper threads of conversation dipped into the rat race, the state of society, wealth distribution and the never-ending saga of bills that come along with all of that. These topics will be raised again, but for now the bottom line is so many of our friends have had enough!!