I can understand why many people are leaving cities now because they are becoming too dangerous to live in

I first did this in 1969 when I left Los Angeles County where I had lived from 1956 when I was 8 to 1969 when I was 21. I first moved to San Diego and went to college there. At that time I could ride my dualsport off road motorcycle a Honda 250 XL all over the place between San Diego and Escondido then. None of it mostly was developed like it is now and so there were dirt roads off the beaten path everywhere that I could ride my motorcycle on.

I remember riding off road in 1975 or 1976 when I was 26 or 27 years old and married with a new baby son for miles and one day I was riding on a familiar dirt road on my dualsport motorcycle and it had rained a whole lot previous to this and I hadn't ridden on this road since the big rains.

So, I'm riding about 35 or 40 miles per hour across this dirt road and suddenly I see that the road has washed out completely close in front of me. So, I had to lay the bike down to stop in time so me and my bike didn't fall into a 6 foot deep new river canyon created by the big rains. 

Luckily I had knee high cowboy boots on so I could do this without tearing the flesh off my left leg. My left foot peg dug into the ground and made a rooster tail of dirt and my bike stopped with the wheels hanging off the 6 foot deep chasm where the water had cut it across the road. I was able to pull the bike up off the edge and then ride off in another direction with no permanent harm to me or to my dualsport. I had a Honda 250 XL motorcycle with knobby tires for dirt but it was licensed for the road too then.

Then as San Diego County developed more I and my first wife moved to Mt. Shasta. However, I found it hard to make a living up there so that didn't last that long at first but then in 1976 we were there living for one year and tried to buy property to build a house on 2 1/2 acres of land I had subdivided from a friend's larger property then in Mt. Shasta. However, my first wife and I broke up and so we had to let the land go but I was given custody of my son who is now 51 and married with a son of his own.

I did succeed in getting 2 1/2 acres with my 2nd wife in 1980 and then I built an A-Frame in Mt. Shasta and we owned that land until we moved to MAUI TO FIRST HANA AND THEN PAIA, MAUI.

So, I understand how much money a person can save not living in a big city and living somewhere beautiful out in the country. Though it snows in Mt. Shasta I liked to ski a lot in the winter and swim in mountain lakes and streams in the summers and go backpacking with my family so it was a wonderful life in m 30s up there until my father passed away in 1985 in the summer when I was 37.

So, retreating to the country I think is a great idea to live somewhere beautiful where it can be much much less expensive to live in the city where you might own 2 1/2 acres of land or more and really have a great country life like I did from especially 1980 to 1985.

By God's Grace