The last two trips to the family cabin we thought we would be washed off the mountain. During one such visit I woke to a slight trembling which left me with a very uncomfortable rest of the night. I had visions of the mountain side sliding down into the lake with us never to be seen again. This trip however the weather was perfect, so we took advantage of it and spent the entire three days working like crazy giving the old place a cleaning.
First on the agenda was the wood pile which was quickly becoming our neighbors pile. The extremely wet winter and spring washed the bank away to the point that the pile was threatening to tumble away.
First on the agenda was the wood pile which was quickly becoming our neighbors pile. The extremely wet winter and spring washed the bank away to the point that the pile was threatening to tumble away.
So we re-stacked the whole mess and covered over once again with tarps.
I had the grueling task of filling the water bucket with soap and water
While MeMa played around on the ladder scrubbing a years worth of dirt and grime from the trailer.
We both washed windows and more windows and more windows
Shampooed the carpet in the trailer as well as the cabin
We have a fairly large parking area in front of the cabin but with the non stop rain we received, half the mountain washed down onto the parking area. So, the first of three loads of gravel to be delivered was spread in front of the the cabin steps.
The stump at the right of the picture is what is left of my favorite tree that grew out of the top of another older stump. The tree was said to be a danger to humans as well as the north side of our cabin so it was tagged and cut off leaving this mass of wood to be split. The problem was the tree was felled and left in large sections at the bottom of the hill, so I started splitting the wood and then tossed the pieces up hill.
After a couple hours of splitting logs and then tossing the pieces uphill - this old man was worn out and ready to call it a day. There is still loads of work to be done, but at least the cabin is ready for summer fun. I found a half dozen small mountain hemlock seedlings growing out of an old growth stump and planted two of the larger ones and then brought the rest of them home to grow in nursery pots for later planting at the cabin.
A lot of happy hours will be spent there I am sure - is is far from your home?
ReplyDeleteExactly one hour
DeleteMy mother always said, It's not the initial cost, it's the upkeep.
ReplyDeleteProbably true of every human endeavor.
But the upkeep is well worth the effort and cost.
DeleteHoly cow that is a lot of work you guys did. I bet the bed felt good at the end of the day!
ReplyDeleteIt was heaven....think we went to bed around eight that night
DeleteWow, you did so much work! Hope you took time to relax afterwards.
ReplyDeleteLinda,
DeleteWelcome, yes we did but then it is so peaceful and quiet there it is not hard to relax.
Wow. A lot of work. Lovely place.
ReplyDeleteNow you get to relax until the next trip. ;-)
Yep, I'm thinking it will be a couple of very lazy days.
DeleteCan we see a picture of the cabin? Hemlock? Are you thinking of doing-away with someone?
ReplyDeleteMy post from July 28, 2010 has a front picture of it, not the best. The Hemlock are evergreen mountain hemlock tree's nothing very potent there. Although I suppose a sturdy branch if swung hard would do someone in ;o)
DeleteWhat a lovely place...I'm sure all the hard work is well worth it!
ReplyDeleteSo good to hear from you again Theanne, do hope you are well
DeleteLove the " action shots" of the hoover
ReplyDeleteFat old man action shot ;o)
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