At the end of June I managed to get back to the trapline for a little bridge building. This time I was much better prepared, I not only had an Alaskan Sawmill with me, I had my good friend Pierre along as well. Pierre needed another load of wood and the trade, (which I won again), was on.
The first thing we did was cut the grass down around the cabin. It had grown to about two-feet tall and would be a haven for mice if it wasn't take care of. The last thing I wanted was to deal with a mouse problem inside the cabin. So far so good. With that done, we set about burning a pile of trash out behind the cabin. It had been raining quite frequently so it was deemed a good time to burn it.
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Pierre watching over the burning. He has a piece of plywood over
his head to keep him dry. It started to rain half way through. |
Next up we fell a few dead trees around the cabin and bucked them up for firewood. One of the tree stumps we turned into the main chopping block for the yard - it's quite large and works perfectly. We also painted the front door to the cabin.
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The tree stump chopping block that works so well. |
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The newly painted front door. |
One night while sitting around the campfire after a hard day of work, a mink suddenly appeared on the far shore of the creek. It looked our way and then dove into the water and headed downstream around the corner. I grabbed my camera and we tried to get a photo of it, but all we got was its tracks. I've also had the pleasure of watching moose walk by through the cabin's front window.
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The mink tracks in the creekbed beside the cabin. |
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