Well...I am a cabin owner. I've always wanted to live in a cabin, and now I do. I went over there yesterday to evaluate where everything will fit in a 1,000 square foot house with one closet. My biggest concern is (as always) the outdoor gear! Where will the myriad sleeping bags, tents, kayak stuff, and sundry camping stuff reside? Luckily there is a shed, though not of large proportions. I think rubber totes are in my future.
What does all this have to do with wilderness? Well, the cabin is...rustic. The "kitchen" consists of a dark corner with a sink,a miniscule stove, and the kind of fridge you see in dorm rooms. I wonder what these people ate. But I digress. Shelves? A couple. Drawers? None.
It's just like camping! In fact, it's like camping in one of the recreation cabins that the Forest Service rents out in Alaska. Only nicer. And no mice. And bears trying to break in.
I always knew I didn't want to live in an ordinary house. Now I don't.