We're ordinary people who believed and supported the green movement for years. In the 1960s and '70s, when our four children were growing up, we were inveterate campers and lovers of nature in the raw. In 1978, enchanted by six summers of camping in Minnesota's Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness, we bought a small island on a remote northern lake. Then, in 1983, my wife and I left Washington, DC, and moved to the north woods. We're there now, writing these words.
Home is a rustic cabin in a pristine forest.
Here we hammer out columns and magazine articles on two laptop computers, a battery-powered typewriter, and a printer which draws 25 watts of power. A 5KW generator runs our vacuum, mixmaster, washing machine, and microwave. It recharges a battery bank which, through an inverter, operates all our office equipment. We try to use everything simultaneously so as to hold generator time to a minimum. At night we write or do research by kerosene lamps.