In the middle of nowhere....

Yesterday we took advantage of the holiday Monday to do some repair work on an old hunting camp that has been in our family for over 50 years.  My grandfather and 5 of his friends built this log cabin in 1961 because at that time they still depended on hunting to provide some extra food for their families.  They built it together and used it for hunting trips every fall.  Now the camp is shared by descendants of these 5 men.....we don't hunt but we do cross country ski or snowshoe to the cabin in the winter and we walk to it in the summer and fall.  It is rustic to say the least.  You can drive partway to the camp on a dirt road then leave your vehicles and walk approximately a mile to the camp.

Here we are getting organized to walk in...my sister and her family, my mother, a friend's family and Scott and I and our boys.

Here is the camp....rustic eh?

Here is my least favorite part...the "spa bathroom"

The kitchen sink.....notice the lack of taps...and running water.....there is however a spring outside...

The men discussing their big project of the day...making a bridge over a boggy area of the trail in to the camp

Work on the bridge commences...

Cameron and Isaac supervising...

The finished project...a bridge made with rough lumber they cut down on site since the nearest hardware store is at least 20 miles away.....