We got most of the cabin wired for electric this weekend. The biggest job remaining is to bring the power from the street to the cabin, a mere 350 feet. Oh, and it has to be underground too, so no easy feat. Maybe that tractor we've been talking about buying will be come more of a priority now. :)
Yesterday was very cold, but that didn't stop us from taking a 30 minute ride on the snowmobile trails. It was my first time really getting out there and man, there's some beautiful land around us. It was hard not to enjoy the views. That snowmobile is fun! We need another.
We worked until dark getting the electric prepped and moving furniture so both us and the furniture would fit. The we drove to Dover for some awesome food at the tavern in town. The bartender remembered us and even remembered that we are brothers. We had to wait for a while, but finally got two seats at the bar and enjoyed some ridiculously tasty food! Ver-mont!
This morning we visited Lisa for our coffee, picked up some supplies and returned home. On the way, Chris filled up his water bottle at the "mountain spring" down the road from us. That's where the post's title (and picture of Chris mid-run up the hill) comes from. We were able to almost finish the electric prep work. I was able to wood fill some holes/ cracks on the last unpainted exterior wood. It was so cold though, we were unable to paint and barely able to get the wood filling completed. It was freezing too quickly.
The future is bright. Just check out that sunset.
Not too shabby.
