You know, the boonies can be a rough place, especially when you are carrying it all on your back.
As one starts to cross the 50 year old barrier you're knocking on the door of senior citizenship.
Now, this affects some people more than others. Joshua Slocum was the first guy to sail solo around the world in the 1890's and he did it in his early 50's.
However, sailing, while very much a survivalist endeavor, is also more mental than physical, maybe a 90/10 split of mental/physical, whereas perpetually traveling like a homeless vagabond afoot with just a backpack is about a 10/90 mental/physical split.
For someone rapidly becoming an old fart, the backpack centered 'hobo of the apocalypse' plan is simply a ticket to a tired, painful death from degenerative physical ailments, the elements, and fatigue - all working against you at the same time.
Now, if one is already falling apart, such as dentures, bad knees, coke bottle glasses, reflexes and speed going to piss, etc, if such a person desires to avoid discovering the afterlife as long as possible, then it would make sense to do 2 things:
1) Change your plans - Woo Hoo! A simple no-brainer that anyone can figure out! Well.... almost anyone at least.
2) Be more civil to the younger folk, you'll need them around to keep your aging, falling apart ass alive. If you are too much of a pain in the ass, they just may revive the ancient Sioux tradition of tossing the elderly out into the snow come winter to euthenize them into the happy hunting ground.
As one starts to cross the 50 year old barrier you're knocking on the door of senior citizenship.
Now, this affects some people more than others. Joshua Slocum was the first guy to sail solo around the world in the 1890's and he did it in his early 50's.
However, sailing, while very much a survivalist endeavor, is also more mental than physical, maybe a 90/10 split of mental/physical, whereas perpetually traveling like a homeless vagabond afoot with just a backpack is about a 10/90 mental/physical split.
For someone rapidly becoming an old fart, the backpack centered 'hobo of the apocalypse' plan is simply a ticket to a tired, painful death from degenerative physical ailments, the elements, and fatigue - all working against you at the same time.
Now, if one is already falling apart, such as dentures, bad knees, coke bottle glasses, reflexes and speed going to piss, etc, if such a person desires to avoid discovering the afterlife as long as possible, then it would make sense to do 2 things:
1) Change your plans - Woo Hoo! A simple no-brainer that anyone can figure out! Well.... almost anyone at least.
2) Be more civil to the younger folk, you'll need them around to keep your aging, falling apart ass alive. If you are too much of a pain in the ass, they just may revive the ancient Sioux tradition of tossing the elderly out into the snow come winter to euthenize them into the happy hunting ground.
