My goodness, what a charming fairytale it's been!
At the end of a gently sloping rural driveway one comes to a hand-built rambling wooden house. It's truly beautiful -- and beautifully situated -- in a dense forest of tall, tall trees. Rich garden-beds are laid out near chickens clucking in their coops and 'Dr. Seuss-approved' flowers grow easily in the filtered light. Owls and herons range overhead and rabbits lop leisurely in front of one's car. The streamlined house is well-loved, happily lived-in and cleverly maintained. The serene inlet's in full view from kitchen windows and is a few moments' stroll from the house.
What a welcome I -- a complete stranger (!) -- received. I was met with a delicious meal, a heart-shaped cookie, and a wide complement of teas.... The accommodations reflect Cynthia's approach to life -- the private 'loft' is discrete, comfortable, and whimsical. She wants you to be comfortable -- and you'll live and sleep happily. As a guest, you may 'pick-and-choose' how much (or how little) you'd like to interact, and your choices are respected.
But far better than all of these creature-comforts and luxuries is Cynthia herself. Her warmth and competence and 'inner fire' is astonishing -- yet she wears her skills so lightly it's easy to forget she's a mountaineer who solos rock formations; backpacks challenging trails; cooks delicious salmon; is a loving mother; and stays tuned-in to various cultural happenings and may make recommendations for films, books, sightseeing..... Cynthia swoops her family and house-guests up in such fun: perhaps during your visit, there will be dancing, or concerts, and/or kayaking.... And like me, you'll be enriched and grateful by coming to know this lady.