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Yurts in Cornwall

I recently got an Instagram post from Lisa Mudie at Mill Valley Yurts in Cornwall, U.K, along with some photos. (They rent yurts and cabins in a rural setting.) I asked her to email me, and she wrote:

“Thirteen years ago we started a rustic campsite in our beautiful Cornish Valley a few miles from the rugged Atlantic coast which has evolved over the years into a crazy mix of hobbit huts, wooden yurts, cabins, and gypsy vardos. All handmade by us using reclaimed materials and all Cornish timber. Our latest purchase is a mobile sawmill and 26 tonnes of local oak … now we can really start building!”

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Milt’s Travels in Baja California

Milt (don’t even know his last name) stopped by here last year and showed us his drawings from travels in Baja. I think they’re really good. Here’s a link (scroll down to get to Baja):
www.wanderthewest.com/forum/topic/17817-milts-baja

Another link to Milt’s other travels: www.wanderthewest.com/forum/topic/13516-milts-illustrated-journals-in-review

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Home Sweet Home on Baja Beach

I’ve probably posted this before, but I just ran across it again. 1983 Toyota 4×4, a few years before they had independent suspension for front wheels. The Baja natives preferred it because the front axle was stronger. Air Camping tent, made in Italy; this was before rooftop tents were even known in the USA. Up off the beach, or desert floor, no worry about snakes or scorpions, breezes blew through mosquito netting. I’d drive 12 miles east of San Jose del Cabo, then down an arroyo to beach, then let air out of tires and go another 2 miles on soft sand to a secluded spot where there was surf, fish and a shipwreck. I’d orient the tent so that I faced the water, put up the 12′ by 14′ flea market tarp (anchored by hanging sand bags), and spend 4-5 days in solitude. No need for clothes.

In summer heat, I’d pretty much stay inside the shade from 11 AM to 5 PM; the sunrises and sunsets were exquisite times of day. Go surfing or paddling or swimming, run on beach, wander in desert. The tropical desert in Los Cabos area (just below Tropic of Cancer) is subtle. When you get to know it, you see all kinds of life and beauty therein.

I’d remove all signs of having visited the beach when I left.

Of course, I hear there’s a house there now, and I’ll bet some gringo has blocked beach access.

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Housetruck in Siberia

Lloyd,

A tiny house on the move — Russian style — sited along the “road of bones in the Kolima gold fields in Siberia. Bones referencing the Stalin-era prisoners who built it — millions were sent, few left.

Maybe useful for your blog? … I honestly don’t know much about the house. The truck is a Ural 6×6, ubiquitous in this part of the world.

I’m passing through with twelve baby bison in transit from a farm in Denmark to Pleistocene Park near the arctic coast. We made it to the end of the last dirt road in Asia and are now floating down the Kolima river on a river barge piloted by the local mafia boss. 11 time zones from Denmark, already more than a month on the road. Drive, hay, water, shovel bison shit, sleep, drive.

–Luke Griswold-Tergis

(Luke is a filmmaker, sailor, and world-wide adventurer. His backyard chicken coop shack complete with model train in San Francisco was in Tiny Homes, and his sailboat was featured in Tiny Homes on the Move.)

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