I'm like Jake in that I grew up in the middle of the woods. Nearest neighbor was over a mile away. Outhouse was 100 ft. to the left out the back door. You never went there without grabbing the gun belt that hung on the peg by that back door. My father had a nasty run-in with a brown bear one morning, and we installed the peg that same day. Solar panel and diesel generator to charge up the batteries on the off chance we wanted to watch the TV and VCR, or listen to the radio. I learned to read and do math by keresene lamp light.
I have been to New York, DC, Houston, LA, Orlando, Providence, Seattle, Monterrey in Mexico and many more during my military career. I can't say that I ever completely enjoyed the city scene. All that humanity just gives me the heebee-jeebees. I get nervous and constantly look over my shoulder.
I live in a suburb outside Spokane, Wa. It's a quiet little place. Spokane is a small city, and I like it's style. Not too busy, not too boring. Fields and farmlands to the west for 100 miles, Rocky Mountains an hour to the East, excellent camping two hours to the North, farmlands and orchards 2 hours to the South. There's a variety of all these in my immediate area.
I'm not overly fond of farmlands. I guess you could call me more of a forest mouse or something like it. I like to live where there are trees and not a lot of people, with only a small community nearby and a decent sized city within an hour or so.
You may not be able to outrun Death, but you can sure make the Bastard work for it!
-Opening line from an Andromeda episode
If at first you don't succeed, redefine success - Unknown