My Mobile Tiki Hut

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June 13, 2016 11:29 AM

Redinger Lake may very well be my favorite place to boondock. I don’t normally set up a camp, but this place is different.

When I arrived yesterday, the site I favored previously was taken, but as it turned out (you shouldn’t be surprised by now), this worked out to my advantage. By “forcing” me to look for a new spot, I found a great site a couple hundred yards away. Right on the lake, a gentle path down to the water (normally you have to climb down steep rocks) and no room for anyone else to camp right next to me. I don’t know why I never saw this spot before, but I’m grateful now.

I don’t usually set up a camp (ground mat, table, chair) as I don’t usually stay in one spot more than a day or two, but this place is different. Redinger lake is secluded, so town runs for coffee/work are off the table.

With this new, “I’m staying here for about a week” attitude, I’m experimenting with using a spare set of sheets to act as an awning/shade (ala Lifehacker). Pretty sweet so far—shade, gentle breeze, cool water and Jimmy Buffett on the stereo. By repositioning my easy chair to face out the cargo door, it’s almost like I’m living in a mobile tiki hut.

Doesn’t get much better than this.

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6 thoughts on “My Mobile Tiki Hut

  1. It is secluded, yet you are able to post online? What wizardry is this? What rational mystic’s black arts devilry is in play here? And what spell have you cast over me? Why am I following your adventures, seeing through your eyes, feeling the silence and the waterside breeze on my legs? Why am I living in a box in one tired place when the whole world beckons? I grew up reading Kerouac’s ‘On the Road’ and watching ‘Route 66’ and ‘Then Came Bronson’ on tv. Good hearted seeker-drifters, ‘dharma bums’ just following roads to anywhere. But tell me, is it true that ‘wherever you go, there you are’? Or have you modified it by now to ‘Wherever you go, there She is’? Whatever else ‘She’ may be, she sure is pretty.

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