I feel super fortunate that we have a camp on an island on a lake in the middle of nowhere. It's remote. It's peaceful. The views are unbelievable.
The remoteness of the place also means that we didn't get electricity or running water until 2 years ago. While hauling all your drinking water across the lake was a bit of a chore, the only thing I truly don't miss about the former camp is this guy:
Getting up to pee in the middle of the night never seemed so horrifying. Indoor plumbing is something I would consider essential to my survival. Having electricity and running has really changed the place- it went from a rustic cabin to very chic chalet in a hurry.
We got gorgeous weather the entire time we were there except for one sudden thunderstorm that blew through right around dinnertime.
It was amazing.
We kayaked and swam and cooked some memorable meals while spending time with family. We watched the spectacular sunsets and waited for the sky to darken to see a billion stars. There were plenty of loons making noise at night and we even saw a bald eagle swoop past. It's truly one of my most favorite places on earth- I grew up spending summers here and I try to get up for a week or so still every year. I feel really fortunate to have a place like this in my life.