Introduction

Well let me start this report by saying that I have lived a large portion of my life in big cities. Los Angeles, to be exact. About 10 years ago I moved to the relatively small city of Santa Cruz with my wife, and we settled in to the niceties of living with people who don't try to shoot you on the freeway.

Approximately 4 months ago we purchased a house after nearly a decade of renting, but in Santa Cruz property values are extremely high, and median income levels are substandard. So if you want to own a house, you have to make certain... concessions. In other words, you have to buy a shack deep in the woods, and call it home.

So Staci and I moved to the tiny town of Boulder Creek, the last stop at the top of a mountain road on the edge of the county. Actually... we moved into a house quite a fair bit farther up the road than Boulder Creek, but our mailing address still says Boulder Creek, so what are you going to do about it?!?

This report will be on the incredibly interesting goings ons of this wonderful and brave new experience known as "life in the country".