1896 and 2020 are identical calendar years. With all the Magick that has occurred in my life, this would be a perfect year to end this long adventure. My sharp accountant agrees. A lack of income over eight years of claimed expenses with no income might force Revenue Canada to reconsider my claims. When this pandemic is over, our government will be squeezing every nickel they can from us. Cover your asses, fellow tax payers, the future could hold some expensive times. This isn’t a complaint as much as a realization. There is no where else I’d rather be during a global crisis than in Canada.
Meanwhile, two gold bars stolen in 1896 are waiting in the forest for me to unearth. But my greatest barrier since retirement has been cash flow. In hopes of making the quest complete, crowdfunding might work. There is much to gain and little to loose. This old hermit will have to step boldly onto the public stage and offer some tempting rewards. I will do my best. Now lets see, Kickstarter or Indiegogo?