This fella decided to live “off the land” in suburban Isla Vista, California for 2 1/2 months. Granted, it’s a different kind of suburb when you can make this claim:
“I got my protein from spear fishing in the sea for surfperch, halibut, sheephead, opaleye, and octopus. Once in a while I grabbed scallops, sea urchins, and lobster. “
And I had to laugh at his description of his growing panic as “winter” approached, and fruit on trees got scarcer — even though he writes in utter seriousness and without a smidgen of humour:
“In my hasty visits to my food sources, I was accidentally snapping tree branches and trampling vegetable gardens, and I even knocked over somebody’s cactus plant as I stole its prickly pears from over a chain-link fence….I feel as though a climactic disaster is imminent in my life if I don’t leave here soon. Neighbors, I believe, are on to me.”
Check it out, all you smug urban farmers! Going Wild in Urban America
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