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On that note, out rambling I passed a tiny, unlocked cabin in the woods with barely even a discernible path to it, and inside there was a guestbook dating from the seventies.

>5-6 November 1977. We arrived at the cabin in the evening, around half past four. It rained, was cloudy, it was dark, cold, and completely sh-tty. It wasn’t terribly cold at +6c, but since we were wet and some of us were freezing, we made sure to start a fire. Not even a stick could be found inside the cabin, so we were obliged to find something dry enough in the dark. While wood-chopping later that evening Örjan heard moose walking approx. 150m from the cabin. The evening passed with plenty of good food and a lovely round of coffee. Satisfied and tired we crept into our warm sleeping bags. The day afterwards the temperature sank-

>83-08-15. We arrived at 18:30. God, how wonderful it is to be here again. The woods are so healing and comforting—so calm and quiet. We arrived in pouring rain—quite wet, to pick blueberries. There really are plenty of berries this year.
>David (or was it Anders?) paid us a visit after having picked 10 litres of blueberries (Bravo!). He said that during the day he had visited the cabin, and that his stuff was still there. It didn’t take long until he took his things and left (Örjan was namely eating last year’s surströmming!!). We went out at dusk and picked approx. 7 litres of blueberries, afterwards we sat by the fire until it was time to sleep.
>Tomorrow we will pick loads of blueberries!!!
>During the day (well, after the night) we picked 8 litres more blueberries. The sun is shining and it’s +18C. There are mosquitoes and loads of flies. We also cleaned the cabin thoroughly and topped up the firewood. Turn! ->

Being generous and assuming they were in the flower of youth in 1977, that would still likely make them around seventy years old today. Are they still alive?

Also, Hanako is my favourite Katawa, so this is now on-topic.