Wolf Pup Meadow Condominium

by Mr. Schnell

When I gots to get away I head for the condo.

No Electricity, No Water, No Sewage. Pack in Pack out.

My buddy lives close by. He has a tractor. He put the Wolf Pup on site. My pickup is two-wheel drive and kept spinning on the grass. No traction. But that tractor had no problem at all.

My buddy is the “Can-Do” guy.
“Can you put the camper over there?”.
“Yeah, sure, we ‘can do‘ that!”

People keep telling me to put in a power line. Call the electric company and they will put in a pole and hook up, off the existing line nearby.

Nope. I don’t want it. Have you ever noticed when power lines are around there is this ever so faint humming sound? I used to think it was tinnitus but soon realized it came from the power lines. I prefer quiet.

I have a 12-volt battery and propane tank for backup but never use them. I have toyed with solar panels but to be honest I want to get away from technology. I have a bag full of double A and triple A batteries, nine volts, C and D battery cells. An Mp3 player. Tons of flashlights with LED bulbs. Perfect. All I need.

The camper has all the bells and whistles and came in handy for road trips over the years. Indoor bathroom/shower, microwave, two burner gas stove, refrigerator, roomy sleep area, small dining area I converted to additional sleeping quarters. Plenty of storage for folding tables and chairs. Excellent protection from the weather and rumor has it bears roam at night.

But I ain’t doing road trips anymore. Been there done that. Seen enough.

I basically cook outdoors on a camp stove. Camper mainly for sleeping and protection from the elements. The tent for overflow supply storage. When I leave I pack up … only the camper remains. Neighbors in the area keep watch when I am not around.

There is a spring fed pond nearby for swimming and four miles down the road a river for swimming, fishing, and kayaking.

I spent 38 years at the beckon call of others as an ICU nurse.

Once Trump, Covid, the Q-anon crowd and willful ignorant showed up it was time to leave.

I traded insanity for this…

I gave civilization 40 plus years. At this stage of the game I want to sit and watch the birds, deer, raccoons, squirrels, chipmunks and rabbits. I don’t want a cell phone (I used to have to carry a beeper). I don’t want a schedule. I don’t want to be found.

After three days out I come home to resupply and inevitably hear that a celebrity I liked as a kid has died or some fanatic knifed a celebrated author. The madness continues …

Time to go back out … this awaits…

Published by undergroundcartoonist

Underground Cartoonist is a former ICU nurse that has worked at numerous civilian, military, and veteran Intensive Care Units across the country for better than three decades but has been sketching, drawing, and cartooning since he first picked up a crayon in kindergarten. Dabbled with political cartooning, writing, and general illustrations but the bread and butter came from health care. Recently left professional nursing to concentrate on camping, hiking, nature, the outdoors, trees, trails, and peace of mind. Love a campfire; rather watch it than TV. Avoid bureaucracy, career ladders, ladder climbers, and hero worship at all cost. Evenings spent with a good book, reading until the book smacks my nose when I doze off. Generally up at sun rise, listen to the mourning doves, put the coffee on, and play it by ear the rest of the day.

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