My husband was unreachable for the last 72 hours. So no one gets worried while I tell the story, I’ll note this was planned, nothing bad happened and he is back on the grid.
This is the first time I’ve had had no way of getting word to Alex if I wanted to do so in over decade of marriage.
This probably tells you a lot about how accessible we are to each other even when we are apart. We’ve had entire continents between us but I’ve always been able to reach him and he can always reach me. We’ve basically been in non-stop contact since our first date.
Until this weekend. For the last three days Alex was unreachable because he was on a camping (ok hunting) trip.
Many parts of Montana have so few people it’s pretty simple to go completely off grid. And he did.
If you have a decent truck, a Bureau of Land Management map and the ambition to bag a wild turkey you too can get off grid and become unreachable.
When Alex got back onto the grid he texted me.
He asked me what had happened while he had been offline. My first instinct was try to fill him in on everything. But so much had happened I found myself unable to even start.
I went back through hundreds of news stories, group chats, Twitter timelines, and emails in an attempt to sum up everything I’d seen while he’d been off grid. It was my turn to disappear. It was now me who was unreachable
Thankfully Alex stopped be before I got too far into the wild.
“If it’s really important it will get filtered up to me”
Alex Miller 4/30/24
As is often the case my husband was right. So I stopped. Please take this as a sign to not worry about getting caught up. We will filter things up to each outer.