At the cabin Dan was at work in the back and he showed me the work area. Sometime in the past, someone had built a 10 x 12 metal shed up against the main cabin. Dan had been offended by the look, and over the previous summer, had added a rough cut log facade to the thing, matching the look of the cabin pretty damn well. Inside the generator was running, under a large panel and beside a pile of big batteries. There were four Jerry cans of fuel beside it. That and the weed-whacker were the only high tech things there. When I asked for a chainsaw, he laughed and pointed out a large axe to one side. "We're kind of old fashioned here. Check out the original grinding stone."
He had a treadle powered grindstone, which must have been as old as the cabin. He took a seat at it and gave me a quick l
