Where did this cabin come from? It actually started with a much different cabin…a long time ago. Travel with me down memory lane and half way across the state to Marquand, Missouri, located in Madison County along the Castor River.
Imagine a group of men with crew cuts, shirt sleeves rolled up, the air thick with cigarette smoke, huddled around a poker table. The gamblers included the local MD, Doc Adams, my Uncle Bill, and several farmers and ranchers. One hand led to another and before long, the stakes were higher than usual. Doc Adams, not wanting to be bluffed out of a big pot, stayed in the game and put up the deed to his little red cabin in the hills, on a logging road off County Road 320.
He should have folded because he lost that hand to my Uncle Bill. So the cabin came to the Turlin family. Years later, Uncle Bill sold it to my Dad, who passed it on to me. This was the place my parents brought me and my sister to camp and swim and fish; my aunts and uncles brought my cousins; and, years later, I brought my children.
After the family relocated to Kansas City, traveling more than six hours to the cabin became impractical. After a number of years, we sold it and began the search for a place within two and a half hours of our driveway, on a clear cold Ozark stream, and fairly isolated. After nearly three years of searching the internet, traveling lots of miles on back country gravel roads, calling numbers on for sale signs, and meeting with realtors, I came upon acreage in Camden County along the Little Niangua River. We purchased twenty five acres with over one hundred feet of river frontage in 2013. We started construction a year later. After seven years, we have a house that looks like a cabin. Our emphasis is offering quiet, time to rejuvenate in nature, and guided educational discovery hikes, hence the name, “Little Niangua Nature Cabin.”