Fall 2016 It was time. It was time to invite a crew down to help me out. I had managed to clear off the cement pad, hack paths to the pond, and clean up the cabin. Going down by myself was my meditation, my freedom from the city, my excuse to not talk to anyone…
The long arduous struggle to keep the land clear
My joy at finding strange artifacts while cleaning up the land.
Part II of my first interview with Grandpa. Origin story.
Clearing off a cement pad to get it ready for building!
So can it be saved? Yes or no?!?
We clear the old cabin out to see if it’s worth saving.