“From State Parks to West Virginia: My Camping Life Just Began”

Yes, I’ve been camping.

My first time as an adult was just this past November—but honestly, my life’s felt like a series of extended campouts ever since I started rucking shirtless and barefoot through the state park nearly every day. I’ve got my clear kayak now, my green ocean kayak too. And I just picked up a tent and added a sleeping bag to the trunk of my car. Little by little, I’m gearing up for more.

But if we’re talking serious camping? I spent a whole year out on a remote farm in West Virginia during the COVID era. That was real-deal living. I filmed the Milky Way, hauled water through half a mile of plumbing for cows, cut hay, and grew a massive garden. It was quiet. Isolated. Demanding. Beautiful. That was extreme camping, Appalachia style.

I’ve got YouTube videos from that time. And now, I’m slowly building up my outdoor kit again—tent by tent, bag by bag—thinking I might never come back inside. People should know: my site’s going to feature a lot of state park photos, nature shots, and maybe even more camping adventures.

Honestly, I might just live out there permanently