The weeks before the wedding were very busy down at the cabin. Jonathan really hustled to get it ready for the hoe down. The first priority was an outhouse. We have the best seat in Alaska in there including a sky light, running water in the sink and...urinal. The obligatory half moon on the door is from his family's floathouse. My Mom and Dad refinished the two header from the barn outhouse in Marshfield (circa 1838) for a wedding gift. So our outhouse is a real heirloom.
Jonathan and Dusty dug into the mud going down to the creek to get these steps in so our guests could get down to the creek. They are beautiful with oyster, clam and scallop shell risers. We had a lot of shells to line the paths with.
Continuing across the creek, Jonathan cut through some of the logs that lay across the path to make a beautiful path down to the beach. This was no small task he had to get out the big chainsaw (Big Red) with a six foot bar to cut through one that was easily five feet around. You can see it just beyond the tent (accomodations for out of town guest). We used to have to slip and slide to climb over that log which was a major obstacle to getting to the beach, but never the less a really impressive log/former tree. The path now goes through an opening he cut in it.
The cut pieces were used to make stepping stones along the path. He carved our initials in one side, which made me cry because that is so romantic.
He also put some railings up with beach-combed boom chains to prevent people from falling off the porch (it worked!). The wedding turned out to be a beautiful day and we ate outside. Everyone brought their favorite potluck dish and ate on tables! There was a campfire burning in front of the greenhouse just in case it turned cool. Log torches burned the length of the driveway to light the way down the driveway and keep the no-see-ums away.
The weeks before the wedding were very busy down at the cabin. Jonathan really hustled to get it ready for the hoe down. The first priority was an outhouse. We have the best seat in Alaska in there including a sky light, running water in the sink and...urinal. The obligatory half moon on the door is from his family's floathouse. My Mom and Dad refinished the two header from the barn outhouse in Marshfield (circa 1838) for a wedding gift. So our outhouse is a real heirloom.
Jonathan and Dusty dug into the mud going down to the creek to get these steps in so our guests could get down to the creek. They are beautiful with oyster, clam and scallop shell risers. We had a lot of shells to line the paths with.
Continuing across the creek, Jonathan cut through some of the logs that lay across the path to make a beautiful path down to the beach. This was no small task he had to get out the big chainsaw (Big Red) with a six foot bar to cut through one that was easily five feet around. You can see it just beyond the tent (accomodations for out of town guest). We used to have to slip and slide to climb over that log which was a major obstacle to getting to the beach, but never the less a really impressive log/former tree. The path now goes through an opening he cut in it. 
The cut pieces were used to make stepping stones along the path. He carved our initials in one side, which made me cry because that is so romantic.
He also put some railings up with beach-combed boom chains to prevent people from falling off the porch (it worked!). The wedding turned out to be a beautiful day and we ate outside. Everyone brought their favorite potluck dish and ate on tables! There was a campfire burning in front of the greenhouse just in case it turned cool. Log torches burned the length of the driveway to light the way down the driveway and keep the no-see-ums away.
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