Done

Well, pretty close to done. We still have to add the batts to the boards once they’ve dried and shrunk a bit. We’ll put a latch on the inside so the door doesn’t mistakenly swing open while in use. We need to find some appropriate reading material for any “extended visits”. So, that’s the last of the outhouse posts from Fernwood. If you want to see more, you’ll just have to come and see it…or use it. I’ll leave you with an outhouse poem by an unknown author….

The Outhouse

The service station trade was slow
The owner sat around,
With sharpened knife and cedar stick
Piled shavings on the ground.

No modern facilities had they,
The log across the rill
Led to a shack, marked His and Hers
That sat against the hill.

“Where is the ladies restroom, Sir ?”
The owner leaning back,
Said not a word but whittled on,
And nodded toward the shack.

9 comments on “Done

    • Oh no, we have two little guest cabins that were in need of “facilities”. The outhouse can also be used by customers and it does save on the amount of flushing during times of drought! They were fun and quick to build and lots of outhouse stories have rolled in since the post!

  1. We had outhouses for years when we lived in Alaska. Evening visits gave a good opportunity in winter to catch the Northern Lights! We always had styrofoam seats, though, regular toilet seats were way too chilly–yeek.

    • Amazing how many fond memories of outhouses we are hearing after our outhouse building post! Sounds like you had the perfect ‘perch’ there in Alaska for enjoying the Northern Lights!! Excellent!!! We considered a cushioned seat ( less chilly), I know of some camps up north that actually bring the toilet seat indoors, you simply grab it on your way out. No cold porcelain!

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