We dug a pit – then moved in.

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The tent was not proving a success for long-term comfort, being wet all the time during the rainy season (leaving everything inside damp and smelling of mould), when the wind brew, it was “flappy”, the walls felt vulnerable and a misplaced candle had set fire to one section of the wall, so it wasn’t effective at keeping anything out in any case – on top of that, at certain times of the year, the tent was surrounded by spear grass.

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Meanwhile, up higher, there was a very nice pit forming as I tried digging for rock we could build with.

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So it started with a hole in the ground. We decided to forget about building walls, why not just move into the pit? You know, the way a rational person would think. I mean, of course you’d move in… right?

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So we put up some poles.

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(See, it looks bigger from the inside.)

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And a roof.

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Thought, This’ll work.

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The initial work looked like this (view from the back).

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And we moved in that night.

Again, that’s the basics – we improved it a little after the bats and the snakes… well, kind of… (more next time).

Cheers all!

Allyson  :)

6 thoughts on “We dug a pit – then moved in.

  1. beth

    Brilliant!
    All kinds of little nooks and crannies for shelves and places to sit.
    But yes, I can see how a door would have improved things.

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  2. Uzoma

    Ah! I’m late! A lot of catching up to make. If I am right, is this the place you sometime ago referred to as “being away from humanity”? It’s very fascinating and I should be back for more! Love the great sense of adventure here. Hey, have you thought of making a story out of this?

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    1. A.D. Everard Post author

      Hi Uzoma,

      You haven’t missed much. My first post with photos was only yesterday in “…And then there were photos”, although a week ago I filled the week with wilderness experiences. I’ll make it easy for you – the links are below. :D

      The first to move in under the bed was a seven foot python.
      A Leap into the Great Unknown.
      More on Living in my Research – Lightning Strike!
      Flooded out at the top of a hill – huh?
      We draw our fears to us – the snakes told me so.

      Yes, this is the place where we lived without a house. What you see in these pictures was basically it. I should write about it, but I haven’t done anything in that line.

      It’s good to see you in – I know you’ve been busy. Cheers! :)

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  3. Artie/Rob

    Its about at this point the Rob thinks to himself…”Allyson and Greg dont appear to be your average urbanites…..”

    Ive always had an ability with understatements!
    :)

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    1. A.D. Everard Post author

      Hi Rob! Good to see you. :) :) :)

      Well… would you expect me to write the way I do if I was like everyone else? Naw…

      I’ve got some great snake photos coming up (the first one was in “And then there were photos” not a close-up, though, just there to show the length and get people interested). The links to that and to the bunch of other wilderness stories from a week back (without photos, alas), is given in the answer I wrote to Uzoma, just above your comment. At least now you have some visuals for that.

      You could say the years out there has had its influence. We never did get a house, but we never regretted being out there either. I’d list it as the best time in my life. Great hands-on experience for the wilderness planet modern pioneering stuff – unfortunately we were more basic than the colonies I write about. I managed to give Mij a bit, though. :D

      And 45.8 stars out of 5 for you marvellous ability with understatement. :P

      Cheers to you! :)

      Reply

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