One of the glorious things about living in the great North West is…well…the great North West!
About 200 km away from the door of my house, past Whistler, thru the Pemberton Valley, past lakes and over rivers is mile 120 on the rail road and that is the location of my cabin.
It’s heaven there.
We bought the cabin when Jonathan and Kerstin were 12 and 10 and Chloe was just a few days old so this means we’ve had it for 21 years.
The view out is to the west, over a lake, meadow, river and up to these two beautiful mountains. That’s Gates Mountain on the left with the Birken glacier and Birkenhead Mountain on the right.
The lake is really a pond, but it was called lake before we bought the cabin and tradition prevails. Over the years two rafts have been built and a Tarzan swing, river otters call it home for the winter and all sorts of water fowl stop over for the night.
The inside is full of vintage and family collectibles. This old scale holds coins that the children have squashed on the train tracks.
There is a medicine cabinet on the wall that holds strange treasures, like: my late aunt’s silly doll, a photo of my grandfather camping, owl feathers, a dried bat, bugs and dragonflies, silver ore and Chloe’s baby rattle.
The cabin is very rustic and has well loved vintage furniture and a new wood stove to replace the smoky old one.
Here is a little remembrance to my tea cup gals. There is no elecricity at the cabin and no phone or internet, so I’ve missed you all this week, but thought about you all.
My tea set at the cabin is Royal Doulton stone ware in a pattern called Africa. It is the richest most beautiful brown hue I’ve ever seen.
First thing I do when I open the cabin is take the hammock outside. It gets almost constant use. The wind chime was custom made by C and K from scrap iron found on the railroad tracks.
This is a little guest cottage called Odds and Ends. It is built from an old trailer used by the work gangs who built the railroad thru to Lillooet.
I’m very interested in gardening and so try to grow as many wildflowers as I can up there. This time of the year there are so many beautiful flowers and each time we get to the cabin, winter or summer, we try to find flowers or greenery or something lovely to decorate the cabin with. Then, I just can’t resist and end up taking a great big bunch home.
Now I’m back in Vancouver and planning the next visit.