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Dyke Hendrickson and Cabin Country have moved to Exploring Maine. He will continue to share his experiences there.

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July 22, 2006
An address in the woods

Your Scribe is endeavoring to get an address for the cabin.

I don't really want one, because I don't want the junk mail or census intrusions that can come to the dweller of a rural route.

But I want the town to plow my road.

It is a public thoroughfare, and the plows do come down the dirt avenue.

But they stop at a "real" house about 100 yards from my driveway.

The town clerk says that if there is no number for a house, then the street department assumes to no one lives there.

If I have a number, I can get plowed out so I can inhabit the place deep into December and early in March.

(It's tough heating the place in January and February with only a small Jotul stove.

Also, if I get a street number, the emergency dispatchers can send assitance if I am in peril.

I can see that.

If I called to report fire, it would be hard to say, "I don't have a street number but keep traveling down the Forest Road until you get to the last cabin on the right. It's very cute - but it is in flames."

So I am taking the big step.

But I am having a Catch-22 problem.

The people who run the 911 operation in the county say they want a street number before they put me into the computer.

The post office says it is waiting for the 911 Office to certify that someone actually lives there.

But I am confident that I can straighten out the matter.

I have been paying (increased) taxes on the cabin for years, and that ought to prove that a real person inhabits the property - if only on a part-time basis.

Posted by Dyke Hendrickson at 03:24 PM

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