The big swap meet at the London Bridge shopping center was our destination yesterday, where we stumbled across this character, along with his dog, and his burro. His name is Howard West, and as best as I can tell, his story is that he's walking around the southwest, trying to raise $4,000 to save his 40 acre ranch. According to a story in the local paper, his property is somewhere in Nevada, between Las Vegas and Carson City, and I never learned why his acreage is in jeopardy.
I didn't speak with Mr. West, as he had people lined up to either buy one of his books, or just to chat with him. Conversely, there was no one waiting to pet his dog, so I took advantage of the opportunity to say hi to the guardian of the wagon.
If you set aside this guys story, and looked at his rig from strictly an entrepreneur's perspective, he didn't miss a beat. He had a donation can under where the dog was sleeping, and another donation can on the left rear tire of the wagon. Judging from the wad of money in his front shirt pocket, he wasn't doing too bad with book sales, and/or donations to his cause. I gave up a $5 in support of his animals.
I peeked in the back of his wagon, and he had most all of the basics. A little food and water for his animals, a sleeping bag, and a few other essentials. I'm not sure this lifestyle would be a fit for most people, but can you think of a better way to simplify your life? Sleeping under the stars, and the most basic of transportation (your feet). It can't get much more basic than that!
We're counting down the days until we pick up our Granddaughter Laila (this Friday), and take her in the motor home for a week. She doesn't know where we're going, but she does know that she's spending her Easter vacation with us. I don't know who's more excited, she, or Grandma & Grandpa.
The big swap meet at the London Bridge shopping center was our destination yesterday, where we stumbled across this character, along with his dog, and his burro. His name is Howard West, and as best as I can tell, his story is that he's walking around the southwest, trying to raise $4,000 to save his 40 acre ranch. According to a story in the local paper, his property is somewhere in Nevada, between Las Vegas and Carson City, and I never learned why his acreage is in jeopardy. 
I didn't speak with Mr. West, as he had people lined up to either buy one of his books, or just to chat with him. Conversely, there was no one waiting to pet his dog, so I took advantage of the opportunity to say hi to the guardian of the wagon.
If you set aside this guys story, and looked at his rig from strictly an entrepreneur's perspective, he didn't miss a beat. He had a donation can under where the dog was sleeping, and another donation can on the left rear tire of the wagon. Judging from the wad of money in his front shirt pocket, he wasn't doing too bad with book sales, and/or donations to his cause. I gave up a $5 in support of his animals.
I peeked in the back of his wagon, and he had most all of the basics. A little food and water for his animals, a sleeping bag, and a few other essentials. I'm not sure this lifestyle would be a fit for most people, but can you think of a better way to simplify your life? Sleeping under the stars, and the most basic of transportation (your feet). It can't get much more basic than that!
We're counting down the days until we pick up our Granddaughter Laila (this Friday), and take her in the motor home for a week. She doesn't know where we're going, but she does know that she's spending her Easter vacation with us. I don't know who's more excited, she, or Grandma & Grandpa.
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