And so you're asking me, who does the dishes after the revolution?
Well, I do my own dishes now, I'll do our own dishes then
You know it's always the ones who don't who ask that fucking question
Life is a shit sandwich. The more bread you have, the less shit you gotta eat.
Folks might want to check this moron's profile before welcoming them with open arms. This "person" is a troll of the first order.
I stopped going to my favorite breakfast resto because every morning during the wildfires they would be loudly bloviating on how Trudeau was out starting these fires to block out the sun and make it harder to grow food so that we'd be beholden to the government just to eat.
I don't relish the idea of adding insanity as a spice to my eggs and bacon. But maybe it will be time to go back for one more cup of coffee and ask their opinion on this shithead's escapades.
Hey man. I'm just like... Doing my best.
Well then. Settle in. This story gets longer every time I type it.
Historically - my work has moved my wife and I around 2-3 times per year. Not just to different cities, but countries and even continents. At last tally we had lived in 8 cities in 3 countries across 2 continents, in ten years...
Then we got 'stuck' in Switzerland for 11 months due to covid lockdowns, on what was meant to be a three week trip, and I told myself I would never move again.
So when we got back to Canada I started looking in earnest for some cheap land to buy and just settle in. As it turned out, cheap land didn't really exist anywhere with civilization, so we bought 6 acres of forest in the province of Quebec with a creek dividing it in half at the far end of a logging road 5km from any services.
When I say any services... I mean it. Our piece of land didn't even have a driveway. So we started clearing small trees (we have a rule that any tree over 6-8inches in diameter earned their place, and we have to work around them) and got our travel trailer settled in.
We built some DIY solar to keep the lights on and phones/laptop charged. And I drove to the closest town each morning to check in with work and commit any changes I had made the night before and attend any meetings that couldn't be converted into an email.
We then carved a few paths to get water from the creek, and dug an outhouse.
Over time we went from hauling buckets up from the creek and boiling them on the propane stove to do dishes and showered using bags hanging from a tree behind the trailer - to eventually having a gas pump and some garden hoses that we could fill the trailer's tanks with.
Once we had the basics of cooking, heat, and waste taken care of I focused on building up the solar system to allow us to have actual internet service from Xplorenet satellite internet so that I could work from home instead of driving to town every day.
Then the work really started... Clearing land and building a small amish style shed (12ft X 28ft with a 4 ft screened in porch) and getting it insulated. We got the insulation done, and the woodstove installed just in time for the first big snow and moved into the tiny house from the trailer.
We then dug and installed our own septic system and built a 10x12 addition to act as a bathroom and put in an old clawfoot tub that we bought from an old guy on the side of the highway. I then set up a 12v PEX-based water system and propane camping water heater to service the bathtub and a kitchen sink.
It is primitive, and involves some prep every time we need hot water. But it is getting improved all the time.
At this point the hoses from the creek would freeze rapidly, so we replaced the system with two 1000litre IBC totes that live up against the house so we could fill them both up and put the hoses away instead of having to pump water daily.
After about 16 months of this weird 1880s lifestyle with internet access the power company finally agreed to come hook us up. And then life changed massively again.
We could now run our desktop computers, put immersion heaters in our water tanks, and generally spend less time worrying about things freezing or waiting for the sun to charge enough battery to run the vacuum cleaner.
I'm forgetting about 99% of the details here. I suppose at this point I should be turning this into a blog or a post somewhere... But that will have to wait for a time when daily life isn't so much physical effort. I can barely afford the time to shitpost and leave snarky comments that I do now :p
This coming Spring will be time for a water well and starting the housing for a few chickens, ducks, and a goat or three.
Some Photo Evidence
Early Days:
House Firewood Storage and Bathroom Built:
"Front" of the house actually faces the forest not the driveway. Backwards... Like me!
Winter beauty - Why I put up with the cold!
Summer Solace - Why I put up with the heat and bugs...
And last but not least - The lights that brought me to this thread. Ignore the vapour barrier ceiling and unfinished walls. I'm working on it!
You might be bumfuck-nowhere-adjacent. But if you have DSL, fiber, or cable, you are not in bumfuck nowhere.
-Sent through my solar powered starlink connection from actual bumfuck nowhere. Where power lines don't even exist.
for the next 50 years we’ll have to hear about how the blue states “stole” an election from Republicans
STOP trying to get ahead of their whining idiocy. They will be saying this no matter what. Even if he wins...
Lefty Canuck here - Very willing to admit my country is full of racist pieces of shit. And so is every other country. 30% of the world is made up of trash humans who would fuck over their mother for a dollar, or to get to their destination 10 seconds faster.
Welcome to 2003!
-Signed: Canada.
I rode most of my life without a windshield, but when I bought my Indian it had a windshield on it that I swore I would tear off the second I got home.
But then I realized that after an hour plus ride my eyes had not watered once, my ears weren't having ghost ringing, and my arms were just not tired....
When I picked up this bobber I knew I would want a windshield. I have been riding it for a month or two without a shield now, and I have to wear earplugs so that the wind noise doesn't make my tiniitus go nuts. Today was the first real ride with the screen on. And holy cow. I love this bike even more now.
Details: It is a madstad 20inch touring screen made for a triumph speedmaster. I modified it to fit the bobber by drilling some new holes, but otherwise I used the hardware and fasteners that came in the kit.
I can post some pics of the fitment if there is interest.
This is the 2017 bobber I had when we lived in Switzerland. And my wife's 50th anniversary Vespa.
When we bought these nobody told me I couldn't bring them home to Canada. So when we came home we had to sell them both. I miss that bike every day. But recently got a new-to-me 2018 that I will mod until it looks just like that one.
But how could I resist? I took the bobber out for a little off-roading down a goat trail that runs by the swamp/lake near our place, and the scenery was so fitting that I hopped off and snapped some pics.
Enjoy! Post! Comment!
Post your pics, mechanical questions, road stories, and anything else motorcycle related. The usual rules apply - Don't be a jerk, don't start fights, and don't share porn. If the community wants more biker pin-up stuff we can make a sister-community for that.
Some eye bleach to help you recover from this atrocity.