The Stranded house has been looking for some property. Enough to grow some food, maybe enough corn for a furnace. Room enough for my own range to shoot when I want instead of when I can. The place we've used the past few years has a tendency to be under water most of the time, especially since '08. Room for a woodshop so that Dad could look down on it and be jealous.
Today the sellers accepted our offer (The tightwad in me will always think it was too much, but it was at the high end of our range, so...) on a little more than 5 acres.
For now, I'll call it Camp Stranded and The Two Rivers Lodge. Anybody else with a better name, let me know. Here's a picture of the front door to the lovely "cabin":
I'm looking forward to plenty of cool, refreshing breezes over the summer.
Okay, so it's going to need some work, but I've been known to be handy sometimes.
I'll be asking advice from Sam when it gets time to drop a couple of trees. There are some leaners that will need to be dropped soon. Overall, not as many trees as we'd like but we'll remedy that and we'll need to work on some drainage as well.
All and all, a nice little money pit that we can spend time away from work and worry.
That is, if I had time to get away from work and worry.
It's not the perfect place, but it ain't bad. Looks like I have to replace the front door though...