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There are so many aspects to this house that I’m still discovering things all the time. One of the things that I discovered the first time I came to look at the house but have chosen to ignore until this weekend, was the outhouse. A real, legit outhouse. Until this weekend, I have never even opened the door, pretty much just afraid of what I would find. I was pleasantly surprised to find it quite clean actually and very much in working order. Unfortunately, it is right now where I will eventually put my new garage, so at some point in the future, it will have to come down. Which begs the questions, how on earth do you go about getting rid of an outhouse?
I’ve been doing a lot of hiking in the trails around my house. On any given day, I’m hiking between 5-15km. I very seldom pass another person and based on the amount of spider webs I’ve walked through in the last little while, the trails are not always well worn. It’s hard to walk around and make a lot of noise to keep the cougars away, so your supposed to sing or talk loudly as your walking and apparently that’s usually enough to help you avoid an encounter. The problem is, you feel like a crazy person walking through the middle of the woods with no one around singing to yourself. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if I could sing but I don’t even like the sound of my voice and with my luck, I’d get attacked just because the cougar would want that terrible sound coming out of my mouth to stop. Instead, I yell really loud commands to Caper because that doesn’t seem quite so bad in my head, just Caper thinks I’m crazy is all. That I can handle.
Stubs.
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- She loves the heat after a long hike
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- Trying to be sneaky
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- Right out of the planter
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- He knows he’s caught
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- Caught!
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- Ghost River in the snow
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- Cows on a cliff!
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- Cows on a cliff!
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- This was around October 20th
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- Ghost River Valley
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- Untouched trail
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- Ghost River October 2012
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- Ghost River
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- Caper figuring out the next move
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- Ghost River Valley
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- Ghost River
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- Jerk. Even in his weakened winter state he tried to kill me.
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- Moss – for Poncho.
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- Chinook already
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- Poncho loves moss. Every time we go hiking, she always comments on the moss. FYI – there is A LOT of moss in Canada.
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- The highway you cross to get home after hiking in the back 40. You can see the Rockies not too far away
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- Caper trail blazin in October
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- Ghost River
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- Ghost River
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- This is my adventure shed
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- I haven’t begun to organize out here yet but this is where all my adventure gear is stored.
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- A pile of adventuring randomness
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- Looking next to the shed, that is one of my neighbours, and they are only ever there every other weekend.
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- This is inside my garage. My truck doesn’t fit through the door. Again.
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- Looking back at the door and Miss Caper
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- Other wall of the garage
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- This is the path between the garage and the dog run. It’s also my wood cutting factory
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- This is the overhang off the back of the garage. I’m just getting ready to cut a bunch of wood, so I’m trying to use up the last of the old stuff. There is always kindling to cut and in the white bin is other scraps of wood from chopping, all good for easy fire starting.
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- The other side of the shelter, the big logs I have recently started carrying and putting under the canopy so they would be out of the snow, there is a bunch to move.
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- Annnnddd…. that’s the outhouse
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- The back side … lol
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- Not sure why that’s important
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- And there ya go
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- It was in surprisingly good condition
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stubsadventures 
Thanks for the Moss pictures Mary 🙂 I can’t wait to be there in person to see everything, not sure I can lift those huge trees around like you lol but I will help in what ever way I can.
Comment by Amy Mifsud November 4, 2012 @ 6:52 am