Stand still at dawn, when cold air drains down gullies like water and frost maps the ground. Watch cornices across the valley, track snow fences formed by krummholz, and note where wind strips bare patches. Use slope angles to gauge avalanche temperament, place doors away from drift eddies, and set windows to welcome morning heat. A good site makes work lighter, firewood last longer, and repairs fewer, because the mountain becomes your silent helper, not your stubborn opponent.
You do not need electricity to plan accurately. Stretch mason’s line, square corners with the 3-4-5 rule, and use a plumb bob to translate the sky into vertical truth. Mark drainage channels, dry-set stones to test bearing, and map seasonal water with colored flags. Full-size chalk layouts on leveled ground reveal proportions the paper hid. Walk the imagined rooms, feel the door swing, and let the terrain refine your footprint until every stake feels inevitable and right.
We once set stakes high for a grand view, only to watch dusk reveal a cruel crosswind scything the ridge each evening. Moving downslope by thirty paces placed us in a lee pocket, warmer by several precious degrees. That small shift saved countless armloads of firewood and spared the door from nightly howls. The mountains seldom shout; they hint. Visit at different hours, in rough weather, and under heavy skies, then decide with humility rather than pride.
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