Heading in the opposite direction

As I write this column, there are boatloads of people heading home from their cabins after a gloriously warm Thanksgiving weekend.
Many have pulled out their water lines and hauled away their canned goods. Some have boarded up the windows, and tightly latched the doors.
On our lake, the traffic is all headed one way—towards road access.
That is, everyone except my husband and me, who can’t help but question ourselves as we head in the opposite direction.
We’re spending time hauling supplies to the cabin to prepare to live there for the winter. In fact, we just hauled a barge load of firewood.
We heard a couple of jokes on the way, as well. Apparently not too many people haul firewood to a place that’s surrounded by trees.
But there’s no way we can cut enough trees ourselves, plus there isn’t enough beaver-down, or stuff to thin out, to supply what we want.
We like using wood for warmth, entertainment, and our favourite foods. I’ve even started to notice a difference in flavour depending on the kind of wood used for cooking.
Ash, which is quite dense, creates the best flavour for red meat. Birch, which provides a quicker fire, I really like for chicken.
And I even like having a bit of balsam on hand, which we thinned out from the forest and use as a crackling source of fuel at the outdoor fire pit.
Plus, I’m carting around cedar mulch which I’m using to level out a rocky spot where we cook outdoors (it’s a lot easier getting out of a chair when it isn’t toppling backwards).
Although more important is the insulation we also are transporting, some of which is needed to cover the unit that’s hooked up to our compost toilet.
Without it, we’re using the outhouse all winter.
And finally, we’re hauling materials needed to build a small office at the back of our property. Apparently the chainsawing, and the floatplanes gliding over the cabin rooftop, isn’t corresponding well with my husband’s work conference calls.
He talks with mostly people in California who, by the way, seem interested to learn about life in Canada.
I don’t think my husband will tell them that his office is built behind the outhouse, or about the hauling that seems a regular part of our life now.
It’s all exciting to us, but it’s not typical. After all, we’re heading in the opposite direction.
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