When we saw how dismally wet, snowy and cold the weather was predicted to be on Easter Sunday, after already inviting all of our children, SOs, in-laws and grandchildren, we realized something had to be done... our house was built in 1854 and each room is very small. We had counted on using the wonderful outdoor kitchen/picnic area we have in our 'grove'.
DH got to work and cleaned out his shop, located in the logging truck-sized carport built here before we bought Slate Range Camp. He had already turned it into a Man Cave last fall, installing a small wood stove and fridg, easy chair and stools, along with the tools and stored lawnmower, motorcycle, pinball machine and icebox collection. He had even strung up big cotton canvas tarps to narrow down the 'hanging-out' space..... but last week we were down at Tractor Supply buying another tarp in order to make the enlarged room windproof in the face of the predicted lows.
I borrowed three banquet tables and we set up a wonderful dining area, and were able to have the BBQ at the very edge of the garage, under cover as snow began to fall late Sunday afternoon.
Here's part of the crowd, posed for an at-dinner picture.
I thought about submitting photos to the official Man Cave website, but it appears that a man cave, or mantuary, is suppsed to be an all-male bastion:
man cave n. A dedicated area of a house, such as a basement, workshop, or garage, where a man can be alone or socialize with his friends.
Lucky for the rest of us, my DH was willing to share with everyone!
Here's The Man himself, with his band saw forming a backdrop... just to prove there really IS a man-shop out there. I just love him!
