In 2001, when Barry (we rented a tin boat from him to explore Powell Lake) told us about a cabin for sale, he said we wouldn't like it.
The reason, a high cliff that would prevent us from going to shore. Little did Barry know that Wayne and I both love rocks. Wayne is an amateur geologist. I'm an avid rock collector. Our cliff is very important to float cabin living.
We use steel cables and bolts to anchor our cabin to the cliff. It also has a natural cleft for a stairway to the top.
Up on the ledge, we get a great view of Goat Island and First Narrows on Powell Lake. It's also a warm spot for late day sunshine, especially in winter.
Nestled along the cliff's edge is my hillside potato patch. Who said we couldn't go ashore?
On a warm summer day, this is the view I get of my cliff while sunbathing on the cabin deck. It doesn't get any better than that. -- Margy