Lydia P.
Yelp
Excellent place for a small group of friends to go for a relaxing getaway. Five of us girls rented cabin #18 this past weekend, and had a great time. When we arrived, there was a checklist of all the things provided... right down to a fly swatter, grease bucket (huh? why?), and TWO whole butter mints (we weren't sure if we were supposed to eat them though....so we left 'em ;-) )
Though the cabins are a little close to one another, we had our own huge lawn (great for laying out in the gorgeous weather while detoxing from the previous nights over indulgences) and a fire pit looking out over the water. The website says this particular cabin sleeps seven, but only five would get a real bed (two doubles and a twin)... the other two would have to make use of the couches.
The kitchen had most of the basics, though we were dismayed by the lack of a baking sheet or tinfoil... (how the heck was I going to bake my buffalo wings??!?!??? Don't worry... sheer brilliance: we had a grill...which incidentally, makes for delightful buffalo wings.) As is standard with any cabin I've ever rented... the knives are DULL... bring your own if that sort of thing bugs you!!!
I especially enjoyed the fact that we never ran out of hot water for the showers....there was a heater in the bathroom (yay!), the shower/toilet room had no mirror (thus getting the group primper who shall remain nameless out of the bathroom MUCH faster).
We had every intention of kayaking (you can rent right there) and doing nature things, but it's amazing how quickly we lost our resolve to be remotely active. As it turns out, we spent all weekend lolling around, snacking on yummy junk food, playing dominoes, reading, trying to find the very vocal bullfrog we named Ruprecht, learning how to say "Hello melon head. Please get the monkey off the record player" in Spanish, and catching up on each others lives. Good stuff!
Oh yeah... so, I thought we were pretty quiet, but as it turns out, somebody filed a noise complaint on us. Harrumph! The manager was super cool though, and said they weren't sure it was our cabin that was making the noise... we pointed the finger at our nice neighbors (I could have been drunk, but I'm pretty sure one of them was named Urinaria or Urina, or some variation on Urine), and they totally blamed us... harr. Was funny.