As you can probably tell, I don't have the typical wife. She was a teacher. It was her job that got us up here. We lived modern for the first 2 years, but then we got the off the grid bug and went feral as my friends back home in Texas call it. Living in 400 sq ft has taught us a lot about each other. We strive for peace in our relationship above all else. She is my best friend and my partner. We hunt together. She won't pull the trigger, but she's my skinner (because of her unlimited patience) and she's not afraid to get bloody when it comes to helping me gut the critters we live off of. She is a demon with a chainsaw. In fact, she cuts the majority of wood we burn. We are a very good team. She was the typical Texas girl. She wouldn't leave the house without lipstick on, but she has embraced this life and probably digs it more than I do. She is the cabin bitch now, a nick name she loves and wears with pride.
As for why, I'm living my Grandfather's dream. He used to take me elk hunting when I was young. He would always wax poetic about Alaska around the campfire. How he always regretted not seeing it and living off the grid in the woods. It stuck with me and I found a woman who was willing to give it a try.