To me, the cabin also brings back memories of going to Lake St. Mary’s as a child, my dad teaching me to fish, how to hook a minnow and so much more. Today I love the aroma of hot dogs over the birch fire, the call of the loons to each other, seeing the sun rise each morning with every vista being different. The music nature makes as the waves hit our shore, the call of the wolves, and sounds of the night.
There are Cabins and there are Cabins. A Cabin is not a lake home! Some only have a path while ours is complete with running water. But taking several showers with a limited amount of hot water is not easy. Most do not have televisions, mostly a clock radio, something to hear the weather report. A lot of Cabins have a bunkhouse with extra beds, we have a large bedroom with two doubles and a twin, and sofa and love seat that will sleep three. Sleeping at the Cabin is always hostel or dorm style and no one ever thinks twice about walking around in their shorts or night gown. That’s the Cabin way! Most have a dock and small place for the kids to wade or swim. But all Cabins come with affection and warmth.
We love our family and friends visiting the Cabin, the trips to the beach, fishing off the dock, the boat rides, and let’s not forget the trip to Mealey’s. The list goes on and on.
Actually the Cabin on the Lake is a frame of mind.
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