You do think about once in a while, said Ken Webb, a relative newcomer to Whidbey Island after five years.
I knew Ken when he left Seattle. All he talked about was having his own place out in the woods with some acreage and not so crowded. Where he could do what he wants and nobody would bother him.
(No - I don’t really know Ken. But I do know his type.)
Just in case Ken moves next door. Or if the county tries something stupid there a good chance they well grandfather and the ranges that have been there.