I call it a cabin because that’s the “feel” I’m after. And a cabin needs a loft.
It’s getting there!
The stairway to the loft is getting there too.
This blog first documented our conversion of an impenetrable waterfront lot into a park-like setting. (Day 1 of that adventure starts here.) Now, it documents our creation of a home that fits the setting. (Day 1 of the building process starts here.) The story continues in photos and captions below…
The final two interior doors are now installed in the loft. Oak, like most of the others, but these came unfinished. I stained them English Chestnut to complement the knots of the knotty pine. Jeff had to adjust them this way and that to make them fit correctly. They may still need to be trimmed at the bottom to fit the carpeting that will be laid down here soon.
The oak steps, hand-made and stained by Jeff (with heavy-duty polyurethane on top) lead down from the loft. These were weeks of work…
…and today, he “tried on” the stairway posts, which he also made by hand. (Not yet stained.) The railing comes next. What kind of balusters? Wait and see!
This old piece of pine came from my grandparents’ wood sauna. It sure soaked up the stain! I like to think it was thirsty for attention after many decades of solitude. It will become a shelf in the bathroom. I’m placing pieces of my ancestry here and there…
Speaking of family history. Thimbleberry-picking was a summer past-time (and sometimes task) when I was young so it’s great to see them growing along the road to camp. I’ve seen many blossoms here, but never fruit. Finally! I ate one today. Yum. Sweet-and-sour…
My family also attended this event regularly…the Strawberry Festival Parade in nearby Chassell. The crowd was huge this year, and diverse! (Note overalls next to tattoos.)
We went into the water a lot when I was young — as a toddler, I took swimming lessons at the public beach — but we weren’t often on it. I get out on it regularly now, and also in it. It’s an easy way to cool off during hot working days. (I go in with my clothes on because they cool me as they dry.) The water is warm this summer!
Summer sunrises are worth getting up for, especially when the solar lights are still on. About six years ago, you couldn’t see the water from this spot. That’s how grown-in it was. A neighbor recently remarked how she would walk by this lot and wonder why anyone would buy it. Jeff saw what it could be. I trusted his vision and bought. And look what we’ve done.The dock was the first structure to go in here. Jeff built this also, using an old trailer frame as a base. We haven’t used it much this year as work consumes us.
The water was calm this evening so I tossed my paddleboard off the dock (a quick way to get in and out) for a short excursion. Wild raspberries grow on our “little island” there, with the spindly cedar trees stubbornly hanging on. I don’t pick the berries because long grass surrounds them, and ticks love long grass. I’ve picked off only two ticks so far and want to keep it that way.
Boo the Boating Cat spends most of these warm nights outdoors. (And sleeps all day, inside.) I call her the Boating Cat because she accompanied us on The Great Loop. To read about our water adventures, including launching of the boat and excursions on it, choose “Many Moons-The Boat” from the front-page menu. (Or start with Day 1 of the one- year boat trip by clicking here.) Our land adventures are posted under “Camp Many Moons.”
For Many Moons 
your house is looking great! Maybe see you n Jefferoo at the Jamboree?
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Hope to see you there!
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