It's an exclusive resort. Few people know about it, fewer have been there and even fewer can find it. It's remote, quiet and very rustic (ahem, no running water, no electricity and there's an outhouse). It also has a beautiful view.
Do you see that insullation? It's fancy, isn't it? The saws are a nice decorative touch as well. (I realize now that photos is quite dark, sorry about that.)
Soon enough, the other guests arrived and we settled in for the night. I slept in the room with the fireplace. I opted for the middle of the night "sauna" treatment. It was lovely. I highly recommend it. I feel as if I've cleansed the toxins from my body and I think I lost about 5 pounds.
In the morning those pounds were replenished with the beautiful breakfast cooked by the finest pancake chef in the family.
He's a Gray Jay or a Canada Jay and he was quite fearless. The Pancake chef was still breaking up the scraps when he swooped down to a nearby tree. He took a piece of pancake and then flew to a nearby tree where he stashed his "find". I was about 5 feet away from him when I took this photo. He didn't seem to mind me at all: That's the power of pancakes!
This wonderful resort has no indoor plumbing, so the pancake chef (aka Dad) helps when you can no longer stand the smell of your own hair:
It was nice to see my family, however brief the visit. We all agreed that the quiet at the "resort" is a welcome reprieve from the normal hustle of daily life. However, the midnight trips to the outhouse make you think twice about moving there permanently.
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