my dad was raised on a big tobacco farm in southern virginia, and recently, brian meares’ homesteading itch has gotten the better of him, so we’re now proud owners of an old 70s camper that we hauled up to the farm this weekend.
brian wanted a sugar shack to stay in when he hunts, and i liked the idea of a camping cabin to bring friends to in the spring and fall. we christened it this weekend in the 25 degree weather, and i have to admit – i’m sort of excited about the prospects of my new farm getaway-styles. the camper sleeps 5 comfortably, and has a cute little banquette for dining (cushions are getting recovered asap – you’re going to love it – but what am i going to do with those window treatments?!).
there’s a working kitchen with a sink, a 4 burner cooktop, a stove, tons of storage, and a bathroom with a shower. brian landscaped (he would say bushhogged) the spot where he put the camper so there’s a front and back yard, which will accommodate lots of tents among all of the little trees he left. an inaugural spring jamboree is already in the planning.
while we were there, we got a start on the firepit, found a coyote carcass and brian took this picture while the other sisterwives were making dinner.
(my friend said it looks like i’m the leader of a polygamous cult here)