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Let
Us Introduce Ourselves
"I
used to come up and watch this place and felt I could live here for the
rest of my life. I loved the feel of it-the layout of the old buildings.
I dreamed of owning it one day, and knew that I'd want the buildings to
look like the old men had built them. There was a lot of care in the way
they built."
The newly engaged Tom LaChance drove by his dream property, an old log
homestead at the head of Whitefish Lake with his fiancé Cindy to
gauge her response. It looked a little rough in those days, with weathered
buildings, sagging, leaky roofs and an old wire fence. But the ranch's
inherent appeal and sturdy construction, which had enabled it to withstand
nearly seven decades, was enough to charm Cindy. It was only after Tom
received her nod of approval that he confessed that he had just bought
the place.
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Tom
LaChance builds homes for a living-grand, rustic homes, many hewn from
logs. This is the story of Tom's falling in love with one piece of the
valley, and of rebuilding it with a deep respect for the area's past.
The Craine family, the original homesteaders, wrested a home from raw
wilderness at the head of Whitefish Lake in the '20's. They cleared fields
with a stump puller that now keeps company on the grounds with a 1906
steam tractor and threshing machine. Back then, when machinery of any
sort was required, it had to be barged up the lake or hauled in by rail.
The self-sufficient Craines raised livestock and grew an extensive vegetable
garden as well as many varieties of berries and apple trees. They hunted
wild game, and ground flour on their gristmill for all their baked goods.
In the early '80's Tom became acquainted with Lloyd, who still lived at
the homestead. Never married but entirely self-sufficient, Lloyd, at 92,
still wielded his ax to chop firewood, and baked bread in one of the house's
two wood stoves, the only source of heat.
"I walked up here to see if I could lease some pasture for my horses,"
Tom said, and that was the day Lloyd decided to move, so I wrote up an
offer."
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In 1987 Tom became the new owner of the 10-acre spread, heart of the former
110-acre homestead.
Being
nearly 70 years old, the house and outbuildings had fallen prey to the natural
ravages of time. But like their predecessors, the LaChances realized that
old-fashioned muscle power was required to build the home of their dreams,
and they set about infusing the time worn homestead with a new vitality,
while being respectful of its history and integrity.
Tom's skills as a building contractor and craftsman enabled them to perform
most of the renovations themselves. The LaChances spent their honeymoon
gutting the interior of their abode. They scraped peeling paint from the
log house, replaced old white mortar with new white chinking, built river
rock gate pillars and erected the split rail fence.
Upstairs, they bumped up the roof to make room for two dormers, which provided
a comfortable bedroom and bath. One dormer overlooks a pond spanned by a
log-trimmed bridge. Tom dug the pond and constructed the bridge, which allows
access to Swift Creek, which runs through the front yard and spills into
Whitefish Lake only 1,800 feet beyond. The other dormer provides a great
view of Werner Peak, which was named after an old mountain man friend of
Lloyd and Giles.
Their pristine surroundings offer the tranquility and beauty the couple
craves. "You can look in every direction and see mountain peaks and
trees," Cindy said. "Tom loves the wildlife. Elk winter across
the road, and he's seen cougar and even a timber wolf."
"This is exactly what I want," Tom said. "I'd like to be
a 92 year old man rocking on the back porch like Lloyd. He led a wonderful
life."
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