How To Befriend A Squirrel – Step 4

Tenzing and Hillary are two squirrels that, despite our intentions, have spent most of the last couple months of their lives in the company of humans.
Tenzing and Hillary are two squirrels that, despite our intentions, have spent most of the last couple months of their lives in the company of humans.
Young squirrels are very adventurous. But the world of bark and dirt that they were meant for is in start opposition to this paint, plastic, and metal.
Squirrels love nuts. It's our job as their caretaker to know what is too much. Instead, we learn of the ravishes of Metabolic Bone Disease.
Squirrels don't need you. They have survived for generations on their own. Yet, on occasion, you may encounter a squirrel in distress. A squirrel that—without some human intervention—is not long for this world.
Yes, we went to Overland Expo East. No, we didn't camp or stay the whole week like we did two years ago. For people in the middle of a build, those tickets get expensive and the time is better spent plugging up leaks. Yet, for one day, we waded through shoe-engulfing mud, the likes of which I hadn't seen off the set of Deadwood to talk with fellow wanderers and vendors to inspire the next stages of our build.
This has been a long time in the making. When we bought our Avion C11 truck camper, we knew that the full bed aligned east-west would not work for our full time intent. Initially, we struggled to conceive of a method to form a queen sized bed simply by altering the interior arrangement of the camper. While we could introduce sliding or folding out bed extensions, we could not agree on a solution that wouldn't require us to regularly make and break down a bed or block the interior windows. And so, we reluctantly agreed, we would be extending the cabover.
Everyone has different ways by which they plan a route. Frankly, for the most part, we don't. We know where we are. We often have a sense of where we want to go. But what happens in between is between the road and ourselves. That can mean camping in anything between a National Park Campground or a Walmart Parking Lot. More often than not, though, we hunt out some form of public land—the more remote the better.
It's our final day at sea. And I'm grateful for it. The sky is still relatively clear but the open ocean foretells a squall about to make windfall.
How can this be? A massive storm is supposed to roll in tomorrow but today is the clearest, sunniest day yet! We wake up to our own, secluded bay. I make breakfast and we are out to sea, around “The Hole In The Rock” and headed to Army Bay. Kim, our host, has explained that the best muscling is a short dingy's ride from the bay and a well established hiking path takes us across the island.
Sailing to Whangamumu Harbour from Motuarohia Island via "The Hole In The Rock” on Motu Kōkako (aka Piercy Island), New Zealand.