I have experienced the joy, a handful of times over my years, of living way the fuck out there. There is nothing like it.
The furthest out, least connected option is by far the most impactful, but not something most people can (or should), do for a long time.
The perfect balance is being accessible to a nearby town or city, but fully capable of nude gardening.
Pictured, my yurt home on friends land from this past summer.
