During the pandemic quarantine, I took up the guitar, after trying to learn as a teen, 40 years before. I’ve played every day since, and have become proficient enough at fingerpicking to entertain myself.
Most evenings, I sit on my front porch and pick for an hour or two, running through my repertoire, practicing some new ones, arranging songs, and improvising, as I watch the birds and animals around the pond across from my house prepare for their evenings. I know who they all are, the crane couple (George & Martha, they’re my friends), the squirrels, the hawk, the eagle who swoops by occasionally to snatch his dinner out of the pond, a heron, the black racer snake that lives in the bush next to my porch, etc.
Picking a guitar on the porch at sunset is one of life’s greatest gifts. That’s my Maserati.
I got myself a 25 year old, air cooled, bmw r1150gs and I spend any free time I can find hurling myself down atv trails… That’s my Maserati lol
As much as it is valid to poke fun at preppers, I’m sure a lot of them just want an excuse to build the treehouse they couldn’t when they were kids, and I can respect that.
Fun fact: adverse possession allows squatters to claim ownership of a property if they occupy it for a certain period without the owner’s objection. Time varies from place to place, anywhere from 7 to 20 years.
A tree house would bring me more happiness than any luxury car.
Don’t discount how much happiness you can squeeze out of a 25 year old Lexus for $1500!
Sreten aka M539restorations rebuilt a Maserati. Engine still blew up 15 minutes later due to a design flaw. Older ones are less horrible, but that’s irrelevant.
I’ve owned cars of various sorts and none has brought me as much joy as the first one. A piece of shit 1992 Audi 80. Why? I had the best memories in it because I was in a healthy relationship and we did road trips in it. Saw a lot of new places, etc. The journey matters, not the car you do it in. In fact, you could just rent a car. Or take a train somewhere.
My 2019 Mercedes was the best car I’ve owned in nearly every metric, but I never had these amazing trips in it. It holds no special place in my heart.
The tree house, being something you build yourself is infinitely more meaningful. And I say this as a car guy.
Most accessible public land in the US allows you to camp in any one spot for a max of 14 days and forbids you from doing stuff like hammering a bunch of nails into a tree that will likely end up in a sawmill. Either this dude privately owns a nice big tract of undeveloped forest (Actually possible, 10 acres costs less than a Maserati in some places) or some BLM ranger is gonna be real pissed.
I read that as black lives matter-ranger. I now learned that it stands for bureau of land management.
Black (walnut) Lives Matter
I love that this comment gets made every time I see the Bureau of Land Management mentioned somewhere.
Guess it was my turn as part of the lucky 10000
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I know a lot of people make an effort to use ropes instead of nails for the initial framework so that you don’t nail anything to the tree. With that in mind, if you’re good at it, you can legally build a pretty cool treehouse in a short while in a public forest, and just move it to a different tree within 14 days.
Yeah I think that would actually be completely legal, because I know there are campers who make spiderweb-style treenets for camping off the ground. Same concept: Lots of ropes and nothing permanently secured to the tree.
10 acres is also a lot more than you need for a treehouse! UK here, smaller woodland you could get for under £50k. Unfortunately you can’t legally live in it, I would rather be doing that instead of paying a mortgage.
Yeah panel 5 just made me feel like he was trekking a bit with that wagon, so 10 acres sounded like a good guess for a brief trek.
True, though not all woodland is accessible by road
Nice to know that I shouldn’t try to identify with the harmless man just trying to make his own fun.
When I was a kid my dad always said no to building a tree house because hammering nails into the tree could kill it. I’m still wondering if he’s right or if he was just too lazy to build a tree house.
My dad split the difference and built me a “treehouse” on 4 4x4 posts, about 6 ft in the air.
I went in it maybe a couple dozen times over the years.
They’re a lot more exciting in the brochure :)
My best friend’s father ( long before we met) said they could build a tree house if they didn’t put nails in the tree, so they stole materials from building sites and built the entire thing captive, nailed to itself, wrapped in and out of the branches. They also used it a scant number of times.
There’s no way that’s right. If that were the case, then woodpeckers would be the scourge of trees everywhere.
Wish I could afford land with a view like that. But I can’t afford a maserati either.
Land with a view is still available at possibly reasonable prices! You just have to be willing to be VEEEEEERY rural with the nearest tiny town being 30+ out and nearest real city 1hr+
I live in the UK, it doesn’t exist. You can call it a reasonable price but I still can’t afford it, even if it is cheaper than the car.
Maseratis are cheap used. But unless you get one with the 00s Ferrari based V8 and the ZF auto transmission, good luck. If you get one of the good ones and you don’t wrench on your own cars… Good luck.
The land is cheaper to maintain and more likely to gain value.
Those poorly driven nails are going to come back to haunt him. And by haunt, I mean tetanus in the foot.
Eh, I wish the guy had someone to watch the sunrise/sunset with. I’d sit with him.
I had the luck of being fortunate/privileged, on a “good track,” and being acquainted with a lot of fortunate people… once.
Sports cars suck if you only drive places you dread, alone.
A younger SO can be draining and awful if they aren’t your friend too. I’ve only witnessed that (not lived it), but I witnessed it a. Lot. Up close.
Having lost friends too, I’d rather have them back than my car, or a lopsided date, or a lonely treehouse. Hell, my life would be halfway together if I had actually leaned on friends.
Realizing that myself, ouch.
I’m 32. I’d totally build a tree house.
Happy cake day!
Everybody needs a creative activity that challenges them and they do for no reason other than internal enjoyment.
None of these have any meaning anyway, might as well do whatever you want.
I am so fucking sick of media encouraging people to build permanent structures in forests. It’s incredibly destructive to the ecosystem and almost guaranteed to be illegal. We have so little nature left, stop using it to replace therapy.
I would have assumed he owned the land. Probably cheaper than the car, but not exactly cheap.
That’s a thousand times better than a car. I wish I was this guys friend.
