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I wish it was more exciting but the cabin was gone which to be honest was what I expected. It was quite a place. My Grandfather, his Brothers, my Dad, his Brother and a few other relatives were a mix of carpenters and mechanics and most were in the RCAF at one time. They some how picked up 2 wooden crates that airplane parts were shipped in. Each one was about a 10' cube. They tore them apart. moved them there, reassembled them as a 2 room cabin and put a peaked roof on it that made for a good loft area. It was a great place to go fishing and listen to never ending Air Force stories.
Like most places, the roads were quite different in the 60s and there were less of them. I collect old gas station maps and tried to trace the route we took back then. I couldn't do it exactly but sure got an appreciation of how long the trip took. I stopped for lunch at a picnic area that used to be a campground that was probably active into the 70s. I didn't know it existed but no doubt drove by it many times as a kid. It will now be a destination when I travel up that way (Parry Sound area in Ontario).
This is it after a later addition and a paint job along with a pic of my Grandfather, the "Head Carpenter". Also one of the abandoned campground and my 89 Cherokee.
