Me and my 2 older brothers had an exciting time growing up in Alaska. Our lives were filled with outdoor adventures every week. Some might call these hooligan-related shenanigans! Our family moved to Anchorage in 1969, and our first home was within walking distance of millions of acres of public land. Our family spent nearly every weekend hiking, camping, fishing, backpacking, motor cycling, and exploring the Alaska wilderness. The first year we were there, my brothers and I stumbled upon a very crude trapper’s cabin about 5 miles from our home. Made out of unpeeled, crooked birch trees, it was approximately 20 feet by 20 feet in plan dimension with a dirt floor. The thing had a sod roof and sod chinking, most of it already in disrepair. There was also a crude, rusty barrel stove in one corner. It wasn’t much to look at, but this was pure heaven for a 9 year-old boy. This ole cabin became “command central” for most of our adventures.
I think that is where my love of log structures began. It’s been in my blood for a long time. I’ve always wanted to build a mountain log home where my family could retreat (or advance, depending on your perspective). Well here we go, I’m pleased to say that the log home is under construction in the middle of the Roosevelt National Forest in northwest Colorado. I’ve set up this website and blog to post and document our progress. It’s been quite a journey so far………….
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