I'm working on my plan B.
I'm in the middle of nowhere now.
Got a large tract of land. Going to build a house. And get the land fenced off.
Slowly build up the machine shed, monoslope deep pit beef barn, pig barn, goat barn, chicken barn. Apiary.
Become a breeder for heritage stock.
Grow own feed and biodiesel on farm, reduce overhead.
Hunt/fish when I can.
Leave retirement funds alone, and live off the farm income. Goal is 50k in pocket after taxes. Enough to pay property taxes, go out to eat once in awhile, etc.
Farming is fun. Hunting is fun. Fishing is fun. So I'll be 'recreating' every day. Enjoying the fruits of your own labor at meal time - priceless. Wild turkey Biriyani? Elk roast? Moose stew? the list goes on. Backyard chicken... can't ever go back to store chicken... just can't. Grow my own wheat, corn, beets, tomatoes, etc, etc
To others points on money, true, highly unlikely we can beat physician income/effort without extra effort for the start up of a new business. For me the love of ag/ranching is enough to pursue this new business line. Monetarily, I'd be better off not farming or ranching at all. Just a small 1 acre garden, and simply lease the land to adjacent farmers. Put the money in stocks, that wasn't spend on Ag buildings, and leave it alone. That is the wise choice, similar to
@Bartleby_
...but, meh, YOLO, and I'd rather be taking a shot at a yote 300yds off, from my tractor, with an AR-15, custom reloads, as the darn thing approaches my goat herd, with cold hands, ice breathing, and melting snow on the ground. That's a good day at the office. Yote down. Skin it, sell it at closest hide market, get enough money to pay for a half a dinner outing for the family another night. Then that evening, enjoy some home made mead blend made from home grown hops, and home harvested wheat, with bread made from own harvested wheat, adorning madrasi seasoned lentils also home grown, with a side of deer seasoned with an ethiopian flare, and a nice beet salad from your own garden. And let's not forget the wood fire place roaring from the wood, you endeavored to buck up from your own stand of timber. First thing in the morning, that cup of coffee while looking at the frosty fog slowing drifting over the hills, the cows bellering for more hay, is far better than any hospital cafeteria coffee at 4AM while call or post call... The vibration of the tractor seat as it first turns over and the black thick smoke plume is such a positive sight. The roar of the RPMs as the diesel engine is throttled up. Don't need a suit and tie for this job. Mud. Manure. Diesel engines. Noisy animals. Commute time... only based on how much mud on the ground with the tractor. Ahhh. That's the life.
And when the tractor breaks? Doesn't start? Snow needs plowing? Animal is sick? Chicken butchering day? Bank account just dropped for farm expenses? Still a good day.