The Cabin

There were more than a few surprises when we bought our piece of land on this hill 30 some years ago.  The biggest was the pond.  It is hard to imagine that a nearly six acre pond could be hidden, but it was that overgrown.  The realtor that walked the land with us that first day, said he’d been told there was a pond somewhere but he hadn’t found it. But, that is another story.  At some point, and I can only think it must have been during the first summer that we camped on the land, we came across an old cabin. It sat under some of the oldest maples on the property, near the border where the woods meets a neighboring field.  It is magical spot.  My memory is unclear as to why I believe it was called ‘Sunset Cabin’.  The name would certainly be appropriate.  The sunset from the edge of the field is amazing.  It has a nearly 180 view of distant ranges.  We can see fireworks as far away as Montpelier and the top of Jay Peak, the Lowell’s, Camel’s Hump and I wish I knew what else.  Over the years, the cabin site became a destination hike, sort of in the same way the woodpecker’s mailbox tree, or a sign in the woods becomes something to build stories upon. There were a few standing walls and a bit of a collapsed roof that first year or so.  A worn table still stood in one of the two rooms.  Today, all that remains is the chimney.

This is the only place on this property that I have seen a rock that red. The marble is scattered here and there. I have to believe that the builders brought them with them as something special.  I’ve decided to ask around for any old pictures.  This was a loved and special spot long before I got here.