The Hiawassee Project
The mountains call to some of us in an unusual and irresistible way. In college, for one year, I lived in a log cabin on...
Misty mountains
It was an eerie and peaceful Friday morning mountain amble, worthy of Wordsworth: “Let the moon shine on thee in thy solitary walk / and...
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Cabin update
Life takes twists and turns. But, the Hiawassee Project abides. I am sorry, patient reader, for not providing updates in the last eleven months. Cabin...
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A log hoist
Made more progress last weekend with help from Scott Bridges. Here’s a picture of Scott and me beginning the hike to the campsite. It was...
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On the subtitle of this blog
One of the unexpected delights of my new status as a student pilot is the discovery that there exists an entire genre of adventure literature...
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Milling with the Hud-son Sawyer
Back when I started the Hiawassee project, I studied with some intensity the variety of lightweight sawmills on the market. I thought, perhaps, that I...
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Trouble with the Lumbersmith
I wrote previously about my Thanksgiving in Hiawassee, but I left out some details. One detail I left out is that it was cold. Because...
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Foundation
Originally, I was considering several foundation designs. But, in the end, a post-and-pier foundation proved to be the only feasible approach. For instance, I considered...
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Thanksgiving in Hiawassee
This post is a little late, coming two days after Christmas, but I’ve been busy with other things and not had much time to write....
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First flight
We have a word, in hiking and mountaineering, for that condition when the world is laid out before one, when what is most present is...
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