Our first real test of the trailer and the set up we have finally came to a close in the Golden Canyon. The area in which we “resided” for a few weeks is in a desert plateau surrounded by mountain ranges.

It was sunny almost every day and through each day we learned more and more about what to do, how to do it, when to do it and so on.

Of interest to me is just how many people there are out here doing exactly what we are doing.

Interestingly, they are all doing so from the same perspective; or at least variations therof.

They, like me, have shed oodles of stuff, those things which keep us in some level of bondage due to their dependence on us to maintain and keep them up.

The more of this stuff we have and own, the more we spend our time keeping up said stuff.

The more we have to “keep up” the more money we have to spend/make to do so.

It’s a cycle. One, I might add, that it would seem a lot of folks are tiring of.

We’ve met some really great friends while out here.

I met a number of people I will call friends for life just on my trip from Michigan to where I am now in Utah.

Weird. But I like it.

It’s a community in which there is a common bond and one that seems to embrace and encourage the human spirit of generosity and helping fellow man.

We all look out for each other and watch each other’s backs while set up.

It’s neat. At least for now.

In the Golden Canyon, we met a single woman who has been doing it full time in a rig she converted on her own for over a year.

We met an 82 year old man, former shop owner, who has been at it for 20 years.

We met another man in his 60’s who owned multiple businesses over the course of his life who has been at it full time since 2014.

We met a couple close to our age who’ve been at it full time for better than 3 years.

Another common thread we’ve seen is how many have had a brush with death or were put in a position that put them facing their own frailty or mortality.

It was there they seemed to come to the realization that all they had, all they chased, all they were busting their asses for was, in the end, for nothing.

They seemed to realize that all they accumulated would be nothing more than junk, left behind. A burden for their families to sort through and manage upon their leaving earth (which we all will do).

This hit me too last summer.

I realized that which I would leave behind would only burden my children, in spite of my best efforts to properly plan post my demise, as we are taught in the good old United States.

Now?

If I die tomorrow, they have a trailer and a truck to deal with. I am sure one of them will want the combo to travel themselves.

Beyond that?

Nothing.

There will be a bit of financial matters to tend to, but nothing complex. Just dealing with “beneficiary” that is all spelled out.

Honestly, I am not sure if it’s right or wrong. I just know I like it out here for now.

The last few days and nights in the Golden Canyon brought a number of beautiful photographic opportunities.

The sunset photos in this post are part of the last few days.

Epic doesn’t do it justice.

I hope you enjoy the photos.

rob out