Tiny House Summer Camp 4

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Tiny House Village Idea? Abandoned Cabins near Crawford Notch, NH

    
   
      After seeing quite a few roadside pheasants, a black bear (my first- I TRIED to get photo after turning around on the main drag), and a moose as well, I saw this collection of tiny houses, no longer in use, outside of Crawford Notch in New Hampshire. These, once upon a time, were probably camps or roadside motel-style cabins. There were over a dozen of them in all, most of them identical, just sitting there, not being used. Some of them had sagging roofs, while others looked to be in rather good shape. The driveway to them was chained and blocked off, but there was a main office/home building, that was being lived in.
    Here's where I would do some door knocking if I were looking for salvaged materials (while careful not to get shot!), OR to purchase and move an entire cabin (as a whole, or piece by piece). I'm sure one of these could be had VERY cheaply, and heck, they're not being used, so chances are the owners might sell one, or all of them.
     There are also so many of these kind of rundown cabin camps in NH, VT, and Maine, and here might be an opportunity for a tiny house village, one more environmentally friendly, and more affordable, as all the houses are already there, these micro-structures are grandfathered in, and the materials are already on hand.
   Just an idea....one that'd need some "elbow grease" of course....

As you'll notice, the houses are only up on cinderblocks, so you could remove the porch, separate the back addition, and haul the main body of the cabin on a large flatbed rental tow truck. This piece would be about 10-12 feet wide, at most...

'The Blur Of A Black Bear"- all we could photograph by the time we got our camera out....

-Derek "Deek" Diedricksen

1 comment:

  1. Way to go Deek, finding this pace must have been fun. On my travels across Canada and the USA, I still find the odd reminisce of what we used to do, when I was a kid, back when we wrote on parchment, rent a cabin at the lake or some remote place of interest for one reason or the other, vacation or weekend getaway. Generally a cluster of tar paper shacks the rain came through the roof, and walls, wind blew through the siding cracks, doors and windows but we had a ball. They were built mostly from local resources and as cheap as possible. You had better have liked sponge baths and outhouses in those days, no one did and everyone complained but years later, those very subjects are reflected on as the best time ever and hours of laughs are expelled from everyone. (Of course everyone locked someone in a outhouse or was locked in one, hell that was initiation and 90% prefabrication but fun stories) The children of today’s era sit wide eyed enchanted with the stories of something they will never experience (but they too will have their memories).

    When I come here to the valley I pass one such cluster of tiny log buildings which played host to the style as I mentioned. I love seeing them, they have for sale signs on some, to be moved, and every once in a while one less is there. Across the road and on both sides, excavation and development, progressing a little more on my every trip is the modern day version of these little cabins. It’s nice, very expensive; (more country club style) I suppose to meet the demand, every comfort possible. Just exactly what this post is about, and I think it is nice. You are right Deek, maybe some of these places would be a good snag for some TH community to be born. If not some really nostalgic small home to relocate and breath new life.

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