That is usually how it goes - as long as you are willing to live a life that necessitates condensing all of your possessions down to an amount that can be transported in one vehicle load, move across the country on short notice every three to six months, and never becoming too attached to anyone you meet - you can move from field job to field job fairly easily. You can make a fair amount of money too, you might not get rich, but you can put a little away.
At first this was an exciting adventure for me. I was young, single and interested in seeing different parts of the country. But after a few years of living out of my truck or in job-provided housing or a tent, I got tired of it. I was ready to find some permanent work and settle down. Not that I wanted a permanent job forever, just one that lasted more than a few months and could allow me to put down roots and get started. "Started on what?" you may ask.
And an idea had been growing in my mind. I had been reading a lot and and some of the material had gotten me thinking about what kind of life I really wanted. I had always just had a vague notion of getting a job, and working it until I could retire and then relaxing. But then I started dwelling on how tragic and awful that sounds. Even jobs that I really enjoyed would be soul-crushing after long enough. Don't get me wrong, I'm a hard worker and don't mind doing so, but to work in one place for 30 years or so? No thank you. What I came to realize is that I would much rather work twice as hard to provide more for myself than to drone away on autopilot just to have cash to fill my needs.
The idea kept growing. Earlier in life I had visions of being a loner in a cabin somewhere living off the land, maybe trying to write a book while sequestered behind thick pine log walls, my freezer full of venison and the potbellied stove baking off heat as I pecked away at a typewriter. Or something along those lines. The idea evolved from such romanticism to something more practical, something doable.
A farm.
Now that sounded like a winning bet. And I'm not talking about hundreds of acres of corn and soybeans. I'm talking about self-sufficiency. A big garden, a root cellar, a few laying hens and some broilers, maybe a pig or two. Something small enough to manage without a lot of overhead or equipment cost, but large enough to support my needs.
This idea suited my needs and became something to work toward. Then I read "The Omnivore's Dilemma" by Michale Pollen and it reinforced the idea that it isn't a bad idea to separate myself from industrial food. I continued reading and found lots of other great books on that subject and other related topics. Here is a quick list of required reading for would-be homesteaders or people interested in food culture:
1. The Omnivore's Dilemma by Michale Pollen
2. Animal Vegetable Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver
3. The Self Sufficient Life and How To Live It by John Seymour
4. Everything I Want to do is Illegal by Joel Salatin
5. The Foxfire Series edited by Eliot Wigginton
So there I was in Nevada (not the best farm land) with a head full of dreams of running my own farm and six months left on my contract. Enter Becky. After getting to know one another I found that she too wanted to live on a farm and...the rest is history. When our contracts ended it was more important to us to stay together than to each find another field job in our discipline. So we opted to move to Omaha, NE together as I had a friend there that could get us both set up with work. And there began our attempts to ease our way into a more sustainable life style. Omaha was our original experimentation area, though success was not great.
Next time: Omaha and beyond!