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By Kate Richards
If I had to pick my favorite place in the world that’s not a beach, it would be of Northern Nevada. Until my husband began dragging…I mean escorting me to the ghost towns and gold havens, abandoned silver mines and his meccas of Goldfield, Tonopah and of course lovely Virginia City, I generally just drove through on the way to Tahoe or maybe Reno. But the small towns with their historic buildings and friendly denizens are absolutely the best.
When I wrote Virgin Under Ground, I pictured an abandoned mine tucked in a hillside way out in the middle of nowhere. We have driven past it a few times and always speculated on what was mined there. Likely silver or gold, but wouldn’t it make an awesome hideaway for someone like…say…a prepper! Especially one with a little extra money to make it homey. If I were going to be stuck underground for an extended period of time, I sure wouldn’t want it to be in one of those shipping containers I see on TV. No…I want all the modern conveniences, including food, entertainment, and of course very nice bathing facilities.
I like the underground idea, an abandoned mine, with proper supports of course, could provide endless room, no need to feel claustrophobic of course. Let the world go to hell in a hand basket, I’m in my geothermal hot spring, sipping a chilled chardonnay. Call me when everything settles down again. And of course I’d need to bring a few of my closest friends—I’m currently devising a short application to establish close friend status. Hoping I have a masseuse, personal chef, and concert pianist among them. Known chocoholics need not apply. It’s all mine! I don’t know when I will be able to get more.
My hero, Dr. Lukas Gerard, and I see eye to eye on the subject. What do you think? If you were setting up a prepper paradise…where would it be? What would you absolutely need to be happy? I’d need coffee and Diet Coke…