I guess I could occasionally be called an escapee. But it's not enough...
I am once again considering selling my house and everything related to it-to fund a pickup/trailer combination where I'd blissfully spend the rest of my days. Carry a motorcycle and an ebike along, install some solar panels and go. A friend has a set up that makes him completely off grid when he's away.
It really wouldn't cost me a great deal more than I spend being house bound. The very end game (and at my age I need to face the end game) is a concern, but...
There are literally thousands of places I want to see and know. Places that aren't where everybody else is...
So. I wish you well my friend. Gopher it.
We're thinking alike for sure. Life's too short not to have continual adventures.
I'm going to arrange a home base probably not where I live now, somewhere more basic that I can lock up and leave but return to when I need to, a month or two a year mayb; do the doctors appointments and all then fuck off again out in the road. I'm working through some costings at the moment so I can project what I'll be churning through financially and trying to determine what's the minimum requirement for that home base now and into the future. And, of course, planning ahead to when I'm a really old bastard and what I'll do then. I'm mean, I'm a relative baby now, only 137 years old, but I'll eventually be old and will need to plan around that.
It's exciting though, and now I've made up my mind the planning stage is a good place to be, emotionally I mean.