Weather Watcher

Before we moved here, I was always a "weather watcher". The weather often played a role in determining how busy the store would be, and we also needed to monitor conditions across the country during the winter to make sure that it wasn’t so cold that items we sent out would freeze and break in transit. But we also walked a fair amount, and it helped to know the temperature and wind direction and strength, before heading out, so we could dress appropriately.

If I thought I would lose the habit of checking the weather forecasts, I was wrong. We use it to plan even more than we did before. If we see a snow storm is due to arrive, we double check our supplies in the cabin, and drive out to pick up anything we think we may need. Even though Rob plows us out with the tractor, we know a heavy snowfall means that the shared road that leads to our laneway probably won’t be done right away, and the municipal road is certain not to be. Although I always make sure we have a good supply of food, candles, batteries etc., I still find that we get low on items such as milk, and fresh vegetables. Although we do keep some powdered milk and canned vegetables just in case, it always seems like a good idea to get out and stock up while we can.

A mild spell means it’s time to take a look around outside and see if anything needs our attention. We keep an eye that the chimney isn’t blocked with creosote at the top of the vent, and this week our drain stack froze up with a chunk of ice so now we know to keep an eye on it too. It’s also a good time if it’s mild for Rob to service the tractor and dry out the shelter around it. Every day, regardless of the weather we fill our wood box outside, but when it is mild Rob also takes advantage of the weather to make sure the kindling box is full, and to split more if needed.

If we have plans to travel a ways we also need to know what to expect in the way of weather and road conditions, so we try to plan our trips for when the weather is reasonable. I also try to go to a Yoga class in Renfrew every Wednesday morning, so keep watch on the weather to see if I will be able to make it or not. It’s a fabulous drop in class at Heartsong Yoga, and if I can’t make it on a Wednesday I sometimes have the option of going on a Friday morning or Monday evening instead. However, because I also do our shopping while I’m out, I prefer to go on Wednesdays and plan my weekly shopping accordingly. We try to minimize the amount of gas we use, and run our errands in the most cost effective manner.

Our recent thaw was followed by a real cold snap. It seemed like one day we were watching the thermometer soar above freezing, with promises of a 10 degree day and record breaking warmth, and a short while later they were promising the coldest day in 8 years.

Rob had decided to try to build a small and temporary enclosure on the porch, to allow us some space to hang wet coats, and to kick off our boots before bringing them inside We thought it would also help block out a bit of the cold air that comes in when we go out the river side door to fetch more firewood. So he rushed during the thaw to get it done. It isn’t perfect, but it works. He used heavy insulation board; Foamular, that we will reuse when we build the new house, and he found an old door up at the top of the property to install on one side. We needed something that would allow us to enter it from the porch side.  He put the insulation on the floor, walls and ceiling so I always feel like I am walking into some kind of a weird pink cooler. (And of course humming that Pink Panther song...) There is OSB (Oriented Strand Board ) on the floor over the Foamular to prevent damage, and a good quality mat from the old store to catch the snow. It’s a good place to store our snowshoes, and there is a shelf so I can put my casseroles or soups out to cool before I freeze them too! It’s nice as it also blocks the wind and helps keep the snow from blowing in on the porch.

As the temperature dropped Rob also finished the new requirement for an extra 4 inches of non-combustible material behind the wood stove. We weren’t thrilled to have to do this as we had built the hearth to the required building code and had worked hard on the original design, but they have since changed the code apparently, so we had to do it. He burnished some pieces of aluminium and attached them at the required distance from the wall. I don’t think it looks too bad, and in a short while we probably won’t even notice it.

(Hmmm, nice photo - it looks a lot better since we moved the welding machine out of the living room, and several of the boxes out of the dining room. I should have taken a photo while they were still all there!)

At the same time we were also required to block in the area around the pre-fab pipe that ran through the bedroom on the second floor so he has done so. The pipe provided a little bit of radiant heat to the room, and now the room seems a bit cooler, so it is unfortunate, but again, it is a new requirement so not much we can do about it. Plus it allows us to now put in a small closet area, so that is probably a good thing as well!

Yesterday, the weather called for snow. It’s the first big snowfall we’ve had in a while. We had so much snow at the start of the winter that Rob was sure he was going to have to buy a cab for the tractor in order to stay warm and dry. (And I think he was beginning to feel like he would be plowing snow every day for the rest of the winter!) But the cabs are really expensive, and realistically, if we don’t have to plow more than a dozen times throughout the winter, it may not be so bad. (Easy for me to say of course, as I remain snug and dry back at the cabin) I think we may just sit and see how the winter goes. Rob has looked at plans and thinks he could probably make a cab himself, which might be the best option.

Today we are keeping an eye on the forecast, as they are calling for freezing rain followed by a high of plus 10 on Wednesday! We weren’t sure whether we should plow or not. We were worried that if we plowed and then got heavy freezing rain it would be like a skating rink, but if we don’t plow and we get rain rather than freezing rain, it may get so heavy that it causes other problems. In the end we plowed, and we shall see how that decision works out later on.

Yesterday I was pretty thrilled to see that the average low has just switched direction – we are now moving to warmer temperatures as the night time average! Minus 18 was the average low on Saturday, minus 17 is now the average. Doesn’t sound like much, but it means that we are well on our way through winter. On the other hand, that means that spring isn’t too far away – so we need to buckle down and get these house plans figured out!

I had a lot of ideas for things to do here in the cabin during the winter, and one of them was to learn to bake bread. In my last blog I had picked up the ingredients, and since then I made my first hand made bread! I had planned to make it earlier, but the warm spell meant we didn’t have the wood stove on as much so I decided to wait until the weather was colder again. I wanted to make sure the house was warm enough for the dough to rise properly.

I had picked up the book Bread for all Seasons by Beth Hensperger at the local library and had narrowed my choices down to about 8 different breads. For my first one I chose a Sesame Whole Wheat bread as it was touted as being high in fibre and nutrition, but also easy to make. I had a few moments of anxiety – like when it said to have the water at a certain temperature and I hadn’t even thought about how to do that. But we have an insta-read meat thermometer and it worked perfectly! I also found it hard to stir the flour in by hand, but I moved the bowl of dough to the dining table which is a bit lower and that seemed to make it easier for me to get a good grip on the spoon and bowl. By the time I finished there was the odd bit of flour everywhere, and I felt things were slightly out of control when I couldn’t find anything big enough to put the dough in to allow it to rise. Luckily I found a larger bowl and placed the bowl of dough upstairs in the bedroom where the temperature was warmer and more even, and after a couple of hours of gentle rising, it was ready for the oven!
The aroma of bread cooking was heavenly, and I kept going outside and back in so I could really get the full effect. And Voila – my first bread!

It was good, but both Rob and I like a bread that is a little more dense with a touch more flavour. Still, I was totally happy with it for my first try. And one day for lunch I remarked that we were eating my homemade soup, made with homemade turkey broth, accompanied by homemade bread, and followed up by homemade cookies. If you had told me a year ago we would be doing that, I would have said "no way!"

Yesterday I gave it another go, and made an Oatmeal Buckwheat and Honey bread recipe. This one seems to be a bit more dense and I really like the flavour of the buckwheat. It was a bit trickier, as it seemed stickier, but it seems to have worked out just fine. Once again, the cabin was filled with the delicious aroma of yeast and honey. Mmmmmmmm….. Each recipe made 3 loaves, so I kept 2 loaves out and froze one, so our freezer is going to be full of bread soon!

Our weather watching isn't only done by PC of course. We walk every day, and every day we go down to the river to see the changes that the weather brings. The ice at the river's edge was well out into the river before the thaw, but the thaw melted almost all of the ice. The cold snap brought it all back, and right in front of the cabin it now almost stretches right across the river. We know it is not solid though, so don't venture out very far on it. It is pretty solid right now at the edge, and we know the water is shallow there so we will go out a foot or so but that's about it. With the next thaw tomorrow, we won't even go that far.

 

 

 

 

Even on the coldest day, if the sun is shining, there's a perfect little spot at the edge of the river, where there are some logs piled up, and I love to sit there.  It's a bit sheltered from the wind, and the sun always feels warm, and on a perfect day there is sometimes a slight mist on the river, and some ice floating by.  It is so quiet, all I can hear is the sound of the ice shifting, the river flowing, and the whisper of wind in the trees behind me. It's the perfect spot to weather watch.

 



　

　

　

　

Thanksgiving weekend

This week has had me thinking a lot about sound. One day I could hear music pretty clearly INSIDE our cabin, but coming from somewhere outside. I thought someone was on our nearby shoreline, so set out to see, and was surprised that it was actually one of our neighbours up the river, playing their radio. Now it was playing pretty loud, but it made me realise how much the sound travels here, and how I can't always tell what direction it is really coming from.  I also think I could hear the radio because it wasn't competing with a lot of other sounds. Although we can hear a bit of traffic from the road that runs on the other side of the river, there isn't a lot of other noise here. I can hear the wind, the river, the birdsong, and this week I was actually startled by the sounds of the leaves falling. When a good wind comes up and shakes off the loose leaves, it actually makes quite a bit of (lovely) noise. I don't think I've ever really noticed the sound of leaves falling before! 

The cold wet weather last weekend seemed to give us a bit of a "push" this week to get some things done. We've made new to-do lists, and are trying to figure out what our real priority is every day. The work on the shed is nearing completion, but as always the last few jobs are time consuming, and weather dependent. Rob needs to caulk some of the pinholes in the shed roof, and needs a nice warm and dry day for that. Today we are being teased by brilliant sunshine, followed by high winds and rainfall. Not a good day to be on a metal roof. So instead, he is busy filling in some of the gaps along the roof line, to make sure it will be nicely sealed for the winter. The door is in, but the windows still have to be installed. This week he also spread some of the stone around the concrete pad so that he can now drive right up and over it.

I am really starting to get a feel for how this is going to work, and that Rob will be able to easily handle the large timbers here.

This week my native wildflower seeds arrived in the mail. I chose ones that could be planted in the fall, so spent a few hours at the side of our new road, clambering up the newly exposed sides and poking little holes everywhere and hoping my plan will work.  I'm hoping the new plants will prevent erosion, and add a little colour here and there.  Hopefully they won't all just get washed down the steep bank! If they do grow, I should be able to collect more seeds from them, and continue down the road and plant more each year. It was lovely to be out digging in the earth, listening to the sounds in the woods, watching the leaves fall. I was pleased to notice that the wild strawberries and ferns are already slowly coming back in at the tops of the banks, so maybe they will also spread down the banks a little bit.  I also collected some seeds from the local asters and scattered them here and there.

Despite the feeling that we urgently need to get some things done before the snow flies (and the talk in town this week is that we may get snow next week) we did agree to take some time off if the weather was good. On Friday we were promised some sunshine and above normal temperatures, so we went for a drive in the afternoon to take in some of the fall splendour. Years ago we remember driving through a place called Wolfe, and that the view there was spectacular and we wanted to go back there again. It is no longer on any of the maps, but we were able to find the road, and then eventually the church that used to mark Wolfe's existence.  Just before we got there though, we spotted a pretty little lake at the side of the road and stopped for a photo.

When we arrived at Wolfe, we pulled into the church parking lot, and took a little stroll around the church and graveyard. This area is so lovely - rolling hills, stone walls, and lakes on either side of the road.

We continued on through Quadeville, Palmer's Rapids and on to Combermere, following the same route we had taken many, many years ago.  We try to get all the tourist brochures for this area as there are always interesting events going on in these little towns, so it was great to travel to a few and get a feel for where they are.  There is supposed to be a very good Farmer's Market in Combermere, but this is the last weekend for farmer's markets so we will have to go next year.
In Combermere we saw a sign for "the historic crooked slide" so made a little detour to go check it out.  It was a pretty little park area, with trails around, and a restored "log chute" that we learned was once used to get the logs through the rapids of the river.

We would both love to someday pick up a couple of small kayaks, and this looks like it would be a great area to explore by kayak. We will have to keep an eye out next year for a good kayak sale!

 

We walked around a little bit of the trail, but didn't really have time to go off exploring.

 

Rather than retrace our route back, we decided to continue to Barry's Bay, and rather than take the main road, we stayed on the back roads. It was the right choice, as we were treated to a narrow windy road, with glimpses of rivers and lakes, small cottages, and stunning fall colours everywhere we looked. In Barry's Bay, just by chance, the farmer's market was still running, and we could not resist stopping for a quick look.  Right. In truth, we knew that the most magnificent home made donuts could be found there!  And this was the last day of the season, so we had to stop to pick some up.

 

This is the line up for the donut and baked goods stall.

 

 

 

 



We were pretty worried as the people in front of us were buying dozens of donuts (and bread rolls and everything else! ) at a time. I guess this stall was extra popular, not just because everything is so delicious, but it's Thanksgiving weekend and everyone seemed to be buying for their Thanksgiving dinners. We were sure they would run out before we got to the table, but they did not, and we left with 4 lovely donuts (yes - 4 - not 4 dozen!) and a pumpkin pie.

We drove back along the scenic Opeongo Road, and took a little detour down through Cormac.  This photo is a bit blurry as our windshield is none too clean! The trees were so beautiful that we decided to go back up through one of our other favourite roads - and down around Lake Clear before heading home.

Today the wind is pretty gusty and the leaves are flying off the trees. We are so glad we took the time yesterday to get out into the Valley and tour around, as I think we probably caught the trees at their absolute peak of colour. Already around the cabin, the sumac is beginning to fade, and the road is covered now with leaves and pine needles.

The cabin smells like pumpkin pie (and I didn't have to try to bake one!) We have a tiny little 6 lb. turkey defrosting, and are looking forward to having our first Thanksgiving here. Hopefully next year we will be able to share it with some family or friends.

For this year, we will be hanging out with our feathered friends at the river.