Looking back, I should have come up here in the summer.
I chose to book the lake house for the Winter weeks, because I thought it would be easier.
This site is unquestionably remote, and relies on a gas powered generator for the mediocre amount of power it can withstand. In other words, the site is unquestionably old, as is the wiring, and it can only handle a few small things, nothing major. I didn’t want to go over the summer, because there is no air conditioner, and I felt that would be a miserable experience. Imagine weeks worth of 90 degree days with no source of cooling down other than jumping in the lake? During the Winter I could use the aged oil furnace in the basement, or the fireplace in the front room, and staying sizzling would not be an issue. That is what I thought, anyway, however I also was dumb enough to suppose that it would have a modern, central gas furnace. This was not the case at all, because the oil furnace in the lake house was fueled with firewood. There was all the heating I could ever want, as long as I chopped enough wood to keep it burning. I will divulge to pitching a fit about the oil furnace situation at first. Then reality settled in, and I realized that I was in the lake house for a while, so I had no choice but to cut wood to feed the oil furnace. It was slow going at first, but a few weeks later I can credit that oil furnace with me losing 15 pounds from all the exercise!