Living in a vehicle on bureau of land managent camp spots is lonely
Ive done it. Theres no one but you. No one else nearby is in your shoes. You're the only one. Everyone else is there for recreation, you are there for survival. Sitting there listening to classic heart songs. Mistral wind. Totally utterly alone. Theŕes a high sense of peace but also a sense of complete isolation. It takes a real effort to find small game for food, and to make creek water drinkable. And the gnats are unrelenting. So it might sound easy, but actually doing it is very hard.