
During that time I watched my father convert our whole backyard into a garden with fruit trees. After reinsulating the roof and upgrading the windows, he plumbed in an 80 gallon preheating tank beside the furnace which received cold city water before entering the hot water tank, put a wood stove in the basement and plumbed it into the central heat, cut and dug a small root cellar off the basement. Our house was an average looking house on a city block but way more efficient. That was 40 years ago. If he was still alive he'd have at least a solar array on the roof and a heat pump in the cellar.
Following that patriarchal line, he was doing what his father and mother did. They did what my great grandparents had taught them. My great, great grandparents were pioneers and they did what they had to do to survive in a rugged environment.
The environment cannot be denied. All lines do lead to the same... survival. Our environment is everything.

Like so many boys of my generation, I didn't get to know my father because he died young. Heart attack.

Shaking off our sense of entitlement.
By the second year we knew we were onto something but still a long way off. Now 16 years later we're still settling in and are just plain sad that more people aren't living this way. It is simple.




for healthy food.

Nancy and Rosa's gardens in the lower mainland.
We initially came here for the same reasons that anyone would have.
We separated the compressor and condenser from the backside of our freezer, carefully bending the copper tubing so that it is away from the freezer. Our Sears freezer is a bad design. Heating while you're trying to freeze. So much of this society is designed with the assumption of entitlement to cheap, unlimited and uninterrrupted power and resources. Separating just the motor will

The newest stat I've read is that the real cost of a solar panel operating in ideal circumstances is paid for in 5 years of operation financially and environmentally. In the city there is the huge advantage of being able to tie directly into the grid, eliminating the need for batteries. So many possibilities.
We went a little watt heavy as far as panel:battery ratio. During the dark months of January and December when the batteries get low repeatedly I'll sometimes disconnect 2 of the batteries to make it
easier to break down the batteries' resistance to accept a charge. I found that reading a bit about batteries and 12 v (DC) was a good thing. From March until September power is not an issue here. We run our cabin and a small shop without any sacrifice. Working with the sun is the key. We really live by the sun. For a couple of years it was an adjustment living off grid... now we wouldn`t live any other way.

Nancy Brignall and George Rammell's web sites, http://www3.telus.net/4.
Mike Edwareds and Rosa Quintana, www.rosaquintanalillo.com and http://mikeedwardsart.com
Together they're changing their neighbourhoods. Sites of art and rejuvenation.

We humans excel at adjusting, adjusting, adapting - until we almost completely forget how we used to do things... Forget what we've done, forget what we're doing. Forget where we're going.
Aki and Scott
www.caribooblades.com
* It's an updated blog.
I have to say I admire you guys. And not just an admiration that hinges on a sentimental, or nostalgic enjoyment of the things you do without ever intending to do so for myself. No, I look on at what you've been able to accomplish, what you stand for, and I think to myself, "that's exactly what I want to do. That's exactly the vision my wife and I have for our own family."
ReplyDeleteSadly, I don't know how to go about getting started here in Whitehorse. Land is not cheap, and almost entirely unavailable. And we are -- as of yet -- unsure how we would support ourselves.
We're working on a plan, and recently came across the possibility of 5 acres. It would be rough, but that's what we want.
Thank you so much for posting your adventures, misadventures, and intentions. I will continue to read and learn from your excellent example.
Take care,
Christopher
Hey You Three;
ReplyDeleteI just discovered your "blog"! Thanks for your musings. It is a lot of fun and inspiration to sit and read them. My heart aches to be out at our place for good. Amina and I have been exploring the marsh, looking for elusive wood ducks, and seeing many amazing new things: swans, muskrats, canvasbacks, coots, killdeer, blackbirds, pussy-willows, and most juicy of all... young nettles. So at last it is here. Another spring has arrived on planet earth.
Here's to your little piece of wetland paradise for the months leading up to mosquito season! We're looking forward to a relaxed evening visit with you and the chess champion sometime soon!
Steph
Hi guys.
ReplyDeleteWe were thinking of you tonight - were sitting outside by the fire right where your latest apple tree used to be and musing on the changes we've seen in our years here ... saplings we've planted now mature trees, some of the old fruit trees dying off ... wondering what new life you'll bring to that old apple tree; it had such sweet fruit and I remember how wonderful it was our first year here to stand under it munching away; a dream come true for us to finally have our own place, our own apple tree ... (and yes, we've planted a replacement, a plum this time.)
Decided to check in on your website later - just "snooping"! - and discovered your blog. Great photos and thought-provoking posts.
Well, this is just a "hi" from across the river, 'cause we don't seem to see you guys anymore unless we run into you in town and it seems we're in Quesnel more than Williams Lake these days.
Take care and happy gardening - bit of a late spring, eh? - guess all we can do is keep putting one foot in front of the other! A few mosquitoes here tonight; one blessing of the cool is that they're late hatching out.
Cheers!
Barb & Edwin
Dear Scott and Aki
ReplyDeleteRalph Waldo Emerson, (who also wrote that he hated quotations) wrote ...
"If man has good corn, or wood, or boards, or pigs to sell, or can make better chairs or knives, crucibles, or church organs, than anybody else, you will find a broad, hard-beaten road to his house, though it be in the woods."
This put me in mind of you two and the work you do.
Looking forward to seeing more posts on your blog ~
as ever
Nicola
I really love your site to be able to sustain ourselves would be great. We have a garden but we live on just under an acre and we do try to do a lot for ourselves. Oh how I would love to have chickens but it would not be allowed under the ordinaces.
ReplyDeleteI'll be back to your site just to get a boost of energy from your way of life.
vickie
Hello. I take solace from your verbose, except that I was not in Beatlemania time frame. Too old (at the time) m'thinks.
ReplyDeleteI am especially interested in your solar system. South of Horsefly, in the back-woods, on a large, remote hay farm, I have the roof on and the stove in, on a 720 square foot log cabin. Log size is average 12." Tower is up, antenna and small turbine in summer 2011.
Last September, I planted several dozen Belgian Golds into a humus pile of debris, then covered them with a foot of decomposing hay. Lots of other things planned too, for 20 years or more!
A septuagenarian, I buzz with energy for this, my last kick! One perfectly placed between the uprights.
You might want to visit me at
http://frankinbccan.shawwebspace.ca/
The web site is a huge, steep learning curve for me. (My time-frame,again)
Take care...of each other.