Take the road north-west out of the village towards Frosthearth. Just before it reaches the fingerpost below the hamlet, another stands on the left of the road, and a new road leaves on the right, running north. That road crosses the snow and goes down into the pines, joins an old road heading west and follows it to a knoll above a lake. From the knoll a lane runs down into Pinewater, the woodcutters' village on the shore.
- The yard is where the work is done. A log lies on the saw trestles with the two-man saw in its cut. There is a chopping block with an axe in it and chips all round, split wood stacked by it, and logs piled on their skids. A cookfire burns under a pot on a tripod.
- The cabins, five of round logs crossing at the corners, stand round the yard with their doors facing the fire. A ramp of stone runs up to each door, and every door is open: walk in. Inside there is a bunk, a table and a stool, and a lamp hanging from the roof.
- The landing is on the flat below the yard. Logs lie across two long skids that run down into the lake, ready to be rolled in. A raft of logs floats beyond them, and a plank jetty goes out into the water.
- The charcoal clamp stands up the bank, a dome of earth smouldering at its top, with billets stacked beside it for the next burn.
Stumps of the felled pines stand all over the clearing. Like the other villages there is no inn, so it is a place to visit. On the map it is the little pine.