Wednesday, 11 January 2012
The Project Aims:
· 100 Wild Huts is an experimental challenge I’ve set myself to build 100 small survival shelters on any piece of ground that harbours enough natural resources for the build.
· I intend to sleep rough in each shelter for one night and blog about the experiences. I intend to experiment with the huts form, structure and materiality in the hope that in due course, this may become a useful resource for budding adventurers and outdoor enthusiasts alike!
· I intend only to use a small wooden handled hatchet (£9.99 from my local DIY store) and construct the small shelters sustainably; using only the natural resources of the selected site.
The challenge ahead:
I know that this challenge will be excruciatingly hard and that there is a small chance I’ll regret this eccentric idea in the depths of some cold night and want to give up. It may take me years to complete - but I’d rather challenge myself than just exist, I’d rather feel anything than feel nothing.
In all honesty I want to feel afraid; I want to abandon the sanitised sterility of urban life and find a true type of contentment down amongst the moss and mud. I want to experience the fear of being alone on a cold, dark wet winter’s night. I want to learn how to feel comfortable resting beside worms, biting insects, scurrying rodents, noisy birds or if I’m lucky - an inquisitive fox.
As I sit here now though, warm in my central heated family home, the biggest decision I’ve made all night is whether I should have one pop-tart or two for my supper? (I know what you’re thinking, probably best having two...) I often think our ‘contemporary culture’ can also be a soulless one.
I may even eat them tonight whilst the jam is still boiling hot - I think melting half my lip off with a pop-tart could be what’s needed to remind me...that I’m actually alive and that we don’t just live in our heads.