This probably goes against the spirit of the post, but my 2.5 acres of NW FL swamp. It’s dope.
Mom died of COVID, and after my divorce, I still had just enough inheritance left to pick it up. It’s a place to camp, shoot (guns and bows), hike, relax, whatever the fuck I want.
Benefits:
Learning to build stuff. Working on converting trash trees to lumber right now, proper cabin next.
Learning the environment. Too much to go into, but I’m learning ecological things I never knew. Trying to improve the biosphere while keeping it (nearly) strictly native.
It’s my home away from home. No matter how stressed I am, I can get out. I go every weekend and work on it.
I have a place to run away, no matter what. I’m no prepper, but I have a SHTF place for sure.
No matter how foolishly I live the rest of my life, I can still pass this to my kids when I croak. They’re 8 and 10 and get to see it next month! (Playground isn’t near done though.)
1,000 outdoor skills. Again, too much to list, but you could drop me off naked in January and I’d be comfortable within 15 minutes.
I can recycle so much stuff! So much of my gear was found on the side of the road. Plenty good enough for camp materials.
It’s a place for friends to gather. Had my cat’s funeral out there and it was a blast, after all the crying was out.
tl;dr Get some damned land if the opportunity presents itself. They’re not making any more.
This probably goes against the spirit of the post, but my 2.5 acres of NW FL swamp. It’s dope.
Mom died of COVID, and after my divorce, I still had just enough inheritance left to pick it up. It’s a place to camp, shoot (guns and bows), hike, relax, whatever the fuck I want.
Benefits:
tl;dr Get some damned land if the opportunity presents itself. They’re not making any more.