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Sometimes I wonder where my good sense had run off to the day I decided to move myself and my five children to a tiny hunter’s cabin in the high desert in 1978. There were none of the amenities we were accustomed to.
Running water? Only if the person carrying it happened to be running. Without running water, there was no indoor plumbing. In the summer that was a silliness. In the winter it was more than a bother.
Gas stove? Not likely. I learned to love cooking on the wood stove. Then summer showed up and raw food sounded better and better.
Electricity? We had batteries to power the computer, and a generator for charging the batteries, but it was very noisy. We used the generator as little as possible, not wanting to disturb the peace and quiet of our bit of desert. Kerosene lamps and candles worked to light the cabin.
Telephone? At the phone booth three miles away.
Still, I wouldn’t have missed those years. Memories of our adventures make me smile even now. If you’ve ever wondered about modern pioneer life, here are a few lessons we learned as we went along.
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