Tuesday, May 22, 2007

I Hear You Knocking but You Can’t Come In

We had a wonderful Victoria Day weekend up the lake. When we arrived, the first thing we did was check out back. In addition to wood chips on the deck there was now pink insulation. Obviously our reflective device and boarding up the hole didn’t do the trick.

John’s mother, Helen, suggested painting large yellow and black owl eyes. This tactic worked when there was a woodpecker invasion at John’s #1 cabin. We got out two aluminum pans and my paints to quickly create two scary owls. Wayne went back up the ladder and to nail up more boards to recover the hole and install the two guard owls. For the rest of the day, all was quiet.

At 5:30 the next morning we heard someone knocking. We get unexpected guests at our cabin, but never at this ungodly hour. Obviously, this woodpecker isn’t afraid of owls, at least the aluminum pan variety. And now there are two, one sitting watch on the roof and one doing the drilling. Nest building is in full swing, and it seems that no other place will do. We spent the rest of the morning shooing our uninvited guests away. When there was no more activity in the afternoon, we thought we had won. But at 5:30 the next morning they were at it again, hammering away. At least long enough to wake us up to shoo them away. Back up the ladder Wayne went. This time we nailed another aluminum pan over the hole and two more to hang in front to discourage landing.

At 5:30 this morning we heard a large bird fly under the eves over our bedroom window, but no rat-a-tat-tat. Maybe we have finally won the battle. A few minutes later, Wayne said he heard the distinctive sound from across the bay. Hopefully it is at one of the dead trees in the bush and not a neighbor’s cabin. -- Margy

Friday, May 18, 2007


Now a little of the “not so good.” Each late spring when we return to our float cabin on Powell Lake we find a different challenge. Two years ago it was a nursery roost for Small Brown Bats between our ceiling and metal roof. Fortunately they couldn’t enter the cabin, but we could hear them exit each night and re-enter just before dawn. Sleeping late that summer wasn't easy. Last year we returned to find lots of Deer Mice living under our deck. One evening we could hear them scurrying in and out through a crack by the screen door. It took several trappings to get the last of the cabin occupants evicted.

New year, new challenge. We had just arrived and were putting our groceries away. There was a loud rat-a-tat-tat coming from the back of the cabin. Someone was knocking, but not on the front door. We went outside and around the corner of the float. Wayne got there first and saw a fairly large bird flying away towards the cliff. A visual inspection of the deck gave us our second hint. There were wood chips and slivers littering the boards. A look up towards the eves confirmed our worst fears. A woodpecker had chosen our cabin for her nest. Since there wasn’t a hole ready for occupancy, she was making one of her own.

We caught her just in time. An exposed beam was shredded, but entry under the roof had not been achieved. Wayne used some wood to block the hole and hung bright pink trail marking tape to flutter in the breeze. There was no sign of her for the rest of the day. The next morning at 5:45 a.m. we heard it again, rat-a-tat-tat. The eves are just over our upstairs bedroom window, so a loud “shoo” got her going back towards the cliff. An hour later, it was the same thing again. We didn't have a metal pie plate, so Wayne got a thin board and covered it with aluminum foil. We suspended it in front of the hole. Unfortunately, we had to return to town, so we won’t know if it was enough of a deterrent until we return today. Here’s hoping!!

Don't think I'm complaining. Challenges are what make living up the lake fun. We wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. We are heading back up the lake for the long Victoria Day weekend. Watch for more posts when I return to town next week. I’ll have more tales to tell for sure. -- Margy

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Home to Powell River Airport

Today we returned to Powell River (CYPW) in 997. It was good to be flying again. Our departure out of Bellingham International (our US home base) took us over the San Juan Islands and across to Victoria. Our first destination was Campbell River Airport (CYBL) to clear customs. Wayne called ahead to make the arrangements for entry with CANPASS.

Powell River with Powell Lake in the background.

After only a few questions, we were issued a clearance number over the phone. It is a really efficient system and I would recommend it if you fly to Canada with any frequency.

Powell River Airport
We flew into Campbell River and waited until our designated arrival time. No Customs officials came to meet our flight, so we were free to continue on to Powell River. We chose to fly using a Flight Itinerary having notified a responsible person (Helen, the mother of our good friend John) in Powell River of our flight plan and intended arrival time.

Westview Flying Club.
Crossing the Strait of Georgia took 30 minutes and we were back in our parking spot at the Westview Flying Club.

Along the way we could see a few cruisers and sailboats enjoying a warm, calm day on the chuck. They are the lucky ones. Over the long Victoria Day weekend there'll be more boaters heading to the prime anchorages. Then there will be a short hiatus before the summer onslaught starting just before Canada Day. We hope to get a few cruises of our own in before that happens. -- Margy

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Float Cabin Living - What Do You DO?

What do you DO with all your time? -- The "Final Answer" is . . .

There's never ENOUGH time! We love to be at our float cabin on Powell Lake, but are limited to six months a year due to our visitor status. Secondly, when we are in Powell River, there are lots of things that keep us busy like quadding, hiking, biking, flying and boating. But of all our "activities," we love being at our cabin best. What do we do when we're there? Here's just a few:

  1. Cabin maintenance. If you stay ahead of things, problems are diminished. This summer we will finish painting the exterior, shed and stairway.
  2. New projects. John does most of these, but we "assist." Next we would like to install a "real" bathtub in the "junk" room. We'll have to haul and boil water, but it should feel great on a cold winter night. John is used to our "harebrained" ideas.
  3. Wood gathering and splitting. We gather and split wood in spring and summer to get it ready for winter and keep it on the wood storage float until needed.
  4. Weather Watching. Unlike the city, we are more aware of changes in weather. Our HDTV sliding glass door gives us full view day and night. Plus, Wayne has all his "weather toys" to follow the trends.
  5. Writing. Living at the cabin generates lots of stories as well as a unique space for a writer's retreat for Wayne to work on his books. I also use the solitude to write grants and reports related to my consulting business.
  6. Reading. There's nothing better than a warm sunny day on the deck or a cold winter night by the fire to enjoy a good book.
  7. Boating. The cabin floats on Powell Lake, so there's lots of places to exlore by boat and kayak. For local jaunts we like to use our 14' tin boat.
  8. Hiking. Loggers have built many roads to their timber lots along the lake. On weekends or when logging isn't active these make excellent hiking trails. In winter, boots can be exchanged for snowshoes.
  9. Crafts. This is one activity that is a Margy thing. I like to paint with acrylics on things like jars, buckets and rocks.
  10. Gardening. Wayne helps me keep my garden float and upper land-based garden ready to produce delicious vegies for our summer and fall meals.
  11. Cooking. Wayne is the main cook at the cabin with the BBQ going all year round. Winter is cooking time for me when I experiment with baking on my wood-burning stove.
  12. Fishing. Whether it is from the cabin deck or trolling, fishing is fun. Every summer night fish tease us by jumping inside our log boom. But, oh, are they wily fish.
Of course, there's taking a sunbath on a warm summer day followed by a swim in the lake. Nothing feels better than that! So, as you can see, the question should have been -- How do you find enough time to do all that you do at the cabin?

Monday, May 07, 2007

Float Cabin Living - Cabin Floorplan

How Can You Live in Such a Small Space?

Our cabin is the fourth built by John. Each one has a different design, but we like ours the best. It's small enough (21'x20') to easily maintain but large enough not to feel cramped.

Part 3 - Cabin Floorplan

The first floor has most of the living space. There are two small bedrooms (7'x10'). One's for guests (mostly Mom) and the other's primarily storage. But, it has a twin bed for resting under the open window on a hot day. In the corner of the guest room we store a week's supply of firewood (Wood Storage Shelf Construction). That's handy, especially in winter. The remainder of the downstairs is in greatroom style. The kitchen and dining area are on one side and the living room with a woodburning stove is on the other. It's compact and very functional. The trick is to not clutter it up with stuff.

The second floor is a sleeping loft. When we purchased the cabin it was wall-to-wall beds (from its prior life as a rental cabin). We removed all but two twins that we pushed together to make a king. It is the loft that makes the cabin feel spacious. If you want to "get away" for awhile, this is the place to go. A window placed high on the opposite wall gives you a view of Powell Lake's First Narrows. Between naps you can watch work boats and cabin owners zipping by.

Really, if we had more space it would feel like work to keep it clean and maintained. If you are planning on building or purchasing a cabin, think about that. Bigger isn't always better. -- Margy

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Gas Generators for Alternative Power

There are times when we just can’t make enough electricity with either solar or wind power. We really try to rely on renewable power sources, but on occasion we need to use a generator to give our batteries a good charge. If they drop too low, especially in the winter, it is very difficult to get them recharged high enough to begin using our electrical system again.

We purchased a small portable Coleman generator. There are two AC plugs and DC cables to connect to the storage batteries. It will run for about 7 hours on a tank of gas and allows us to recharge our computers at the same time our storage batteries get a needed boost. It's an inverter generator which is better to use with electronics.

The generator also comes in handy for power tools. When the Gemini sprung a leak last summer, John had to cut a hatch in the deck to reach the hole. Without our Coleman, we wouldn’t have been able to do the job.

Today, there are quieter and more fuel-efficient models. We have been looking at the Honda EU2000i. But for now, our Coleman does the trick. Besides, we only need it in the winter when we are the only inhabitants in Hole in the Wall.

Does a generator make noise when no one is around to hear it? -- Margy