The land we have in the Laurentians of Quebec has many hidden treasures. One of them is the abandoned cabane a sucre a short hike from our barn. I had a friend visiting for the weekend that was not familiar with our forests, and so we trekked through our fields up the trails made by my father in the knee deep snow to the sugar cabin.
It has been years since I've done this hike. In the winter the forests are especially serene because the snow absorbs most of the sounds. As my friend and I sat in the snow beside the cabin all you could hear was the wind blowing between the trees. When you looked up, the trees rocked slowly back and forth. It was astoundingly peaceful and rejuvinating.
The cabin has been out of use as long as I can remember. I have hiked there many times with my Dad as a kid, yet it continues to be in relatively good condition. It would be a dream to one day use the cabin to refine maple sap into syrop.
Luckily one of our neighbours does still make his own maple syrup. We are able to trade our lamb for the cans of syrop which I think is a very fair trade.
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