I had retired years ago (prematurely) and left So. California for a little 20 acre spread in southern Missouri (near Elsinore). Had 2 handmade log cabins in the woods adjacent to the Mark Twain National Forest. Wasn't too difficult to go out and get a couple of nice squirrels for breakfast along with plenty of wild turkeys and whitetails. Didn't have electricity or running water and I have to say that it was the best three years of my life. Guess I just can't get it out of me so that fact, along with the fact that California has gone to the dogs, has made me want to return. Now that I have officially retired (again) can't think of anything better than walking through the woods listening to wildlife instead of car horns and the sounds of 9mm's going off during drive bys. Can't stand living in this place anymore. Now I know why California is called the "salad bowl of the nation" cuz there ain't nobody here but "fruits and nuts"!