The two of us paid for the remotest and most reclusive locale that the two of us could find, that was a forty several minute drive from the rental office.
The rental office was located in the garage of the rental agent, from there, the nearest neighborhood was several minutes away, which was kind of intimidating for us, but the two of us kept our fears to ourselves. I am a neighborhood boy, born and bred, and fending for myself in the woods did not know natural. But our partner wanted some arena in the middle of nowhere, so that’s what the two of us did for the long weekend. It wasn’t absolutely cold that weekend, but it got cold at evening so the two of us saw it fit to use the wood burning oil heating system. There were a couple of space oil gas gas furnaces in the closet, which was absolutely comforting to have as a backup for heat. However, we’d planned on “roughing it” and the two of us planned to start a fire. There was no firewood ready for the oil heating system, but there was an axe, a hatchet, and a woodpile out back. In the pretty orange light of the setting sun, I stripped off our shirt and chopped firewood for the oil heating system while our partner watched on. I was boiling and sweaty filling up that oil heating system with kindling and logs. Seeing me act so macho got our partner hot, too. By the end of the weekend the two of us were both pressing fans of using the wood burning oil heating system, and talked about getting the same for our home. The two of us never even bothered taking the space oil gas furnaces out of the closet since the cottage was warm.