I use a woodstove to heat my house. Leading up to the eight-month long winters, I gather up to nine cords of firewood every year. This entails going into the bush as we call it up here, felling dead trees with a chainsaw, trimming off the branches, bucking the trees […]
Frank is an old-timer who lives in a one-room log cabin with no running water. The power line that comes into his home is his only concession to the modern world, but he supplements it with a modest solar system he devised. If he needs to talk to one of […]
Two days after I enrolled in “Sasquatch school,” my lessons began. The first lesson took me by surprise, but I was to learn that that’s a standard part of the curriculum. The timing and nature of their lessons is nearly always unpredictable. And they don’t miss a thing. More on […]
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When I stepped outside my cabin, the temperature was nearly -40F/C. My boots crunched and squeaked across the snow as I made my way to the woodpile. In one hand I held the butt of an axe that rested on my shoulder. In my other […]
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Hello again.
The days pass, nearly every one of them with a story in it. Lately, an immature bald eagle has taken to hanging out on the property. Yesterday, from my living room window, I watched it take a sizeable lake trout from the water beside […]
