When Andy and I got married we were both coming out of VS work, and were “poor as church mice”. Having strong convictions about not going into debt, and not wanting to rent, we thought outside the box and did the thing our limited funds could afford – we bought a 1988 35-foot camper and called it home. Since Andy had a job on his parent’s organic crop farm, his dad was nice enough to give us a back pasture to park in and consider it part of Andy’s pay.
So in April of 2014 we moved in, and there we have been ever since, saving up to have our own place someday.
Two children and three years later we got tired of the high housing/land prices in our area of PA, and did something that convinced our family we really are quite crazy – we bought 18 acres in Alaska! And why not? Land is cheap, we loved it when we were there in 2015, and it feels like you are living in a gorgeous postcard. Add to that the fact that our place on the Kenai Peninsula is only 2 miles from the ocean, and you’ve got a real winner. The only downside is being so far away from family, but we haven’t given up trying to convince them to come for a visit, or better yet, catch the Alaska fever and move up with us! So far no one has consented to move, but where there’s life, there’s hope!
Last week we got a 1998 Class C motorhome, and are now test driving it down to Georgia to pick up a 24 foot enclosed trailer to complete our moving rig. The plan is to haul our freezer, tools and mini van in the trailer, and live in the motorhome until we get our cabin built. Bring it on!