For the author of Microshelters, a childhood hobby became a lifelong passion.
|Derek “Deek” Diedricksen (right) and brother Dustin, in a childhood fort. Photo courtesy of the author.|
Back then, we would build guerrilla-style on land that wasn’t ours, often deep in the woods and always in swampy areas. The mud, mosquitoes, and murky creeks that needed to be crossed appealed to us and seemed to keep adults out. We’d just pole-vault the streams, hop from tiny swamp island to tiny swamp island, cross slimy logs, and even wade through the water until we got to a dry and secluded locale where we could build away from prying eyes. Getting the materials to that spot was another story, but it never seemed to deter us. I can think of eight forts we built as kids. I wish we had photos of all of them.