My wife and I have safely arrived in New Hampshire! Thanks to the help of my father’s packing, towing and driving we made the more than three thousand mile journey from the People’s Republic to the Free State. I have some observations about the trip as well as the arrival that I would like to share with you.
For starters, you might be surprised to read how few police we saw on the highways. Without exaggeration, a person traveling on the freeway will likely encounter as many highway patrol, sheriffs and city police between the one hundred mile stretch from San Francisco to Auburn, California as we did between the three thousand mile drive from Auburn to Manchester, New Hampshire. This only goes to reinforce my conviction that California is, in fact, a police state.
Conversely, in my entire life I have never seen as much corn as I did through Nebraska, Iowa and Illinois. That entire region is monoculture. I have always understood Iowa to be the corn capital of the world, but the other states took me by surprise. Can anyone tell me if it has always been that way or if it is a new phenomenon due to the recent corn and ethanol subsidies?
Moving across the country is a serious undertaking. We loaded my father’s truck to the brim, bought a tow dolly in Nevada, and from there towed my wife’s car, which was also filled to the brim. This reduced our gas mileage to an average of twelve miles per gallon. The median price for gas along the way was three dollars and seventy seven cents per gallon. And the distance traveled worked out to roughly thirty-one hundred miles. If you do the math you’ll find that we spent roughly one thousand dollars in gasoline. With an empty load returning back to California, we’re hoping to only have to give my father about seven hundred fifty dollars for gas money. Then we have to account for food and lodging costs, which were kept to a minimum. Overall, it will be much less expensive than any other moving options.
I am grateful for credit cards for this reason. Over the last several years I have built up a large credit line without which would have made this move impossible. That being said, my wife and I have pushed the limits of moving costs despite our best attempts at keeping them low. The truth is, a small raise in the price of gasoline could, and likely will in the future, prevent others from making the move with anything more than the clothes on their backs. It is my belief that future economic instability and police statism will increase the cost, and risk, of moving long distances. This is why I urge those of you who would like to move to New Hampshire to do so as soon as possible. If you have the means now, you may not later.
It was my intention to immediately write this post upon my arrival in New Hampshire. As it would be, the frenzy of activity that seems constant in The Shire has delightfully prevented me from doing so. The liberty community in New Hampshire has been overwhelmingly welcoming to me, my wife and my father. Since Saturday the three of us have been to a barbeque in Manchester, enjoyed a warm water river and soft sandy beach in Concord, previewed the documentary Libertopia at the Keene Activist Center, and toured several dwellings in Grafton, all the time guided by a legion of free staters.
My wife, who is normally very shy and uninterested in social activity, especially with strangers, has taken a liking to other porcupines. They’re, or should I say “we’re” an interesting bunch. Furthermore, my father has been exposed to more liberty-loving individuals in the last few days than he likely has in his entire life. Could this be the proof he needs to move to New Hampshire with my mother? I hope so. If my parents do make the move, it will have been the hospitality the free staters have shown my father that made all of the difference.
I’d like to finish by giving a great big thanks to all of the people who have helped us along the way and welcomed us home!