Cabin at Mont Ste-Marie
At the base of Mont Ste-Marie, the cabin remains deftly hidden. Climbing up the winding, rocky road, a final turn reveals the humble volume nestled within the trees. The modest cabin is strategically positioned, limiting the impact on the rock underfoot. A decision born from economy and intention.
Climbing the steps to the entrance, a threshold is formed through the strategic conservancy of the natural surroundings; between the boulder-filled forest and the metal-clad exterior of the cabin. In lieu of removal, material relationships emerge between natural conditions and the cabin design.
The cedar porch colonnade converses with the nearest rock face as the asymmetrical hip roof echoes its’ rounded top. A maple tree remains, perfectly framed by its nearest window. The building hovers within inches of the rock it sits atop, a whisper of the landscape is revealed as it falls away to the North.
Once inside, the white oak floors and the wood burning stove give the space a sense of warmth, while the restrained, light palette becomes the backdrop for outward views to come alive and for North light to softly permeate the entire cabin. A single short corridor separates the private bedrooms and provides an internal threshold of reorientation. The turn from entrance to living space slowly unveils the panoramic views stretching East-to-West across the Northern horizon. The ground disappears, and the building rests above an overstory of Spruce and Maple. Beyond, lie lakes, rivers and rolling hills.
Here, this gentle crescendo—an extended narrative of experience—from city to forest is at its peak. Standing on rock, atop the trees, the journey has unfolded; reveal, nestle, unveil. A quiet, humbling conversation with the landscape continues. A cabin is made for no other place but here.