Every once in a while, I am inspired by women who do the things I don’t have the guts to do. A little over a year ago I was obsessed with Mary South, this magazine editor who bought a steel trawler, quit her job and hit the seas without knowing much about fishing, boats or the water. I read her book (The Cure for Anything is Salt Water), the article about her in O magazine and was so disappointed when I found her blog that said she was selling my boat (yes, it had become mine). I tried thinking of ways to buy it, but realized it was probably bad idea considering I was stuck under student loans, and she did it with quite a bit of savings (as well as mula from selling a house).
Recently, I discovered Shreve Stockton, another person who packed up, picked up and changed her life. On her Web site, Stockton talks about her journey:
I’m 31. I live in a town of 300 people, where it’s a sixty mile trip to the nearest grocery store and not uncommon to swing by the post office or bar on horseback … In 2005, I had plans to move from San Francisco back to New York City – plans that were derailed when I rode through Wyoming (on a Vespa!) and fell in love with (it). I went on to New York, but a month later turned around, returned to Wyoming, and moved to the area where I had only spent one day. (Click here to read the older entries, the site that drew me in).
So, she pretty much rented a place on a ranch, hooked up with a hottie and ended up adopting a baby coyote after its mother was killed. The coyote is named Charlie.
She photographed Charlie every day from the time he was a baby until now. It lead to her blog, and now her recently-published book, The Daily Coyote. There are photos of Charlie curled up with his baby Eli (the cat) and his puppy-sister, Chloe. There are photos of Charlie running crazy through corn and just being in beautiful nature. No matter what the photo is, it’s obvious Charlie has a great, loving personality.
Reading her blog archives really made me miss the country, like, true country. Sometimes I really wish I could just quit my job and move to the mountains in Montana and just have a bunch of dogs. I mean, I already have three dogs — how much harder would 10 or 20 additional dogs be?
So, I know you might be wondering: Doesn’t Lauren mean coyotes? No, I don’t want to raise a coyote. In reading Stockton’s blog, I wasn’t really shocked to hear about the people who killed adult coyotes because they wanted to be like her and raise a coyote. That’s just ridiculous (I really don’t think some people deserve dogs — (or children)). While she says Charlie changed her life forever, there are so many difficulties. She can’t just pick up and moved back to San Francisco. Though he can walk on a leash, she doesn’t take him into town; he has hundreds of acres to roam. She doesn’t know how he’ll act around everyone. She pretty much has to plan her life around her pet (and I totally get it).I fell in love with the Charlie and the Daily Coyote blog the first time I saw them. So, I was super excited to find out about Stockton’s second blog, Vespa Vagabond. She’s not really updating it right now (that’s what snow storms and a book deal will do) but you can read the awesome archives and glance at equally cool travel photos.