Tight quarters and a crappy little point-and-shoot made photography difficult in this weathered little forest cabin. On the flip side, brightly colored curtains and a nice, sunny morning cast all kinds of vivid hues throughout the interior. It had a lot more abandonment charm than initially expected. With all the missing windows, the thought was nothing more would be found than a gutted interior full of few squishy mountains of raccoon scat. It was worth getting absolutely drenched in morning dew tearing through the brambles getting out to this place during an extremely humid summer sunrise in Ontario.