Decided to buy some land with my sister and kid...keep it in the family. Helps build credit for my kid, it's all gonna get passed down to her anyway because my sister won't have kids.
We find 80 acres of raw, unimproved land, with a river running down the middle of it. Said river is 20 feet across at the narrow spots, but shallow enough that I can see grass protruding from the ice in the middle of said river. RE agent said it's 8-10 feet at it's deepest. He said it used to be good for duck hunting, and the fishing isn't bad.
Said property is at the end of the road. And I mean...end. Off the paved road, not even gravel...just straight dirt road, packed hard by logging machinery. There's no reason to be down there. Electric poles across the street.
On the other side of the river 40 acres, it abuts 160 acres of state forest. So, literally, cross the river, and it's a 200 acre backyard.
I think we have found basically paradise. We log out some room for a cabin and a driveway, toss a wood stove in there, and we've got essentially unlimited hunting and fishing land. Go across the river, and there shouldn't be any reason for anyone to be over there. There's no property that can access that side of the river easily, and it's all state forest. So, again...toss a backwoods cabin over there and be away from everyone who ever existed.
When I retire, I can run power across the road and build my retirement home, and live out in the middle of fucking nowhere with relatively modern convenience.
It's $1500 an acre, and my sister just can't get behind it. It's unbelievable. She keeps pissing and moaning about buying 80 acres and only getting 40. No, you're paying for a third of it, so 27 acres, getting 40, and another 40 you CHOOSE not to use, attached to another 160 of free use. Apparently crossing a river is absolutely impossible and too much work. Nevermind this thing could literally be waded across at certain times of the year, it's frozen completely for 6 months of the year, and even when it's not, you can buy a fucking raft for $300 and go wherever you want.
I'm so fucking frustrated. "Building a bridge is gonna be a hassle!" Yeah, I'm sure it is. A lot of permits and shit. But not impossible. And to piss away raw, untouched land that's not swamp, on a road, with electricity across the street, with a source of fresh water running right thru the middle because you might have to get your shoes wet to see the other side is absolute insanity.
I really thought I was done dealing with crazy bitches after my divorce.