We spent last weekend in this cabin in northern Wisconsin. It was wonderful and lovely and totally free of ghosts. I was kind of hoping for at least a mild spook. The worst scare I experienced all weekend was Brian slipping and making a terrible thud with his backside on the stairs. I do believe places can echo with the energy of past inhabitants — anybody who’s walked into a room where everyone was angry five minutes earlier has felt it. Not this place, though! Good vibes only. The dog was in heaven as she was allowed off leash and sniffed her way carefully around ten acres.