Hello friends, family, campers and glampers. Welcome to the biggest adventure of our lives!
What does this adventure entail, you ask? Well, it begins with a cheap, tiny, and most likely mildewy travel camper, and eventually ends with a cozy little cabin homestead in the mountains.
In the meantime, I want to document the ups, downs, celebrations, and nervous breakdowns that will undoubtedly accompany this endeavor. I hope to share this journey with humor and gratitude, and maybe even some unseen inspiration along the way.
Speaking of inspiration, what inspired us to take this nontraditional route into official adulthood? Being cheapskates! Really… That’s how this journey started, at least. When a typical home in the area you dream of living in averages around a half million dollars (looking at you, Boulder), you pursue other creative ideas. Like into the wild, toilet is a luxury creative ideas.
I call it hobo chic — not to be confused with boho chic, which I assure you is much fancier.
The crazy housing market isn’t the only reason we’re taking this route, though. We’re going on this adventure because…. well, because why not? We don’t understand the concept of staring at a computer at work all day just to afford a place to stare at a computer all night. So, we are channeling the frontiersmen of old, and are parting out into the wilderness.
Our Tiny House on Wheels
We still need a roof over our heads though, and ultimately decided on a vintage pull-behind travel trailer — a 1962 Shasta — about 16 feet in length. We needed something small and light enough for us to tow with a Jeep Compass, so weighing around 2,000 pounds.
This size of travel camper usually includes a kitchen dinette which doubles as a bed, a half sized refrigerator, a 2 or 3 burner cooktop, a little sink, and a closet with a composting toilet or porta-potty. Yes, that’s porta-potty as in pooing into a bucket of sorts — a means to an end that we have miraculously avoided.
Since we were feeling glamorous, we splurged on a camper that also has a shower, and it even has an actual flushing toilet. Yay for plumbing! That said, though, I am pretty excited about shopping for a composting toilet. Gross, right? Wrong! Hopefully. We’ll see…
Of course we are making major sacrifices, but if we are willing to live in a home that is literally referred to as “canned ham,” then we are obviously optimistic that every cold shower or bumped elbow will be worth it.
So what goes into living a simply small life?
LOTS of downsizing and prioritizing. We have parted with about 90% of our material things and have learned how to spend multiple days at a time without piped in water and traditional power. The last month has been spent bouncing around the state parks and national forests during the week, while traveling deep into the mountains on the weekends. As such, we have traded in luxuries including a dishwasher, microwave, and high speed internet… but, we’ve been rewarded with amazing wildlife just inches from our front door, the most beautiful sunrises I’ve ever seen, and a whole new appreciation for the outdoors.
We have completely embraced a totally new, literally rustic lifestyle that forces us to get out and live, and we encourage anyone who’s willing to do the same.
But, if consistently dirty fingernails and campfire-smelling hair isn’t your thing (understandably), then we invite you to live vicariously through our “life rustic” — with all of the adventures and mishaps that accompany it.