My dad and I started building this cabin in the 1970s when I was around eight years old. We cut the trees, took them to the sawmill, cleared the land, built the cabin, the whole enchilada. It sits next to Pigg Creek in a narrow hollow in the foothills of the Blue Ridge about a half mile upstream from the small state road that passes by my grandmother's farm. It's a great place to get away from it all and unwind.
The creek next to the cabin is a great place for the kids to play in, they especially like to build dams and catch salamanders (and have been doing it for years). A short ten minute hike above the cabin takes you to small waterfall and swimming hole. Another ten minutes upstream you'll find a really big twenty foot waterfall and the Indian Bath Hole.
January 2014. Jackson hosted a Hunger Games
event at our cabin, inviting six of his friends. I would say it was a
success. We played Texas Hold 'em, watched westerns, ate fried chicken.
Pretty good weekend in my book. Simon won the games, Jackson came in
Jackson and Benjamin both made their first trip to the cabin at two months old. Here is a picture of Papa and Jackson in 2000, then Papa and Benjamin in 2003. They are even wearing the same outfit.
August 1989 - Dad's 45th Birthday Party - we used to have lots of parties and cookouts at the cabin. Here are some photographs from 1989.