Having grown up around the waters of Cayuga Lake, whose long finger touched the shores of my childhood stomping grounds, it is no wonder that our dreams often turned to things nautical. Since we first started taking saunas at Podunk in our early teens, the fantasy topic of floating saunas always came up. We loved swimming in the lake, but its waters are only warm enough to swim from the beginning of July to about mid- September. What a better way to extend that season than with a sauna? What a better way to sauna than not just near the water, but on the water (oh, but we did enjoy the naked runs to the creek!)
I’ve had an ongoing affair with boats: I have a love of canoes that goes back to my discovery of the Adirondack waterways which form an almost continuous route from civilization into the deep wilderness, and back; the caveat being that short carries were required.
I started making one years ago: a strip canoe affair. Not strip, as in naked, but “strip” as in thin bands of cedar, all joined and sandwiched between two epoxy and fiberglass layers. I never finished that boat; its progress was aborted midstream after I broke my collar bone in three during a trail running race. The unfinished shell still looms over my shop as a reminder, high up in a loft space. So, suffice it to say, that when a client approached me about building a much bigger boat, I had my hesitations about my luck with boats.
Mark initially wanted a beachfront sauna. Then zoning and other issues steered us to thinking of a floating sauna. My childhood fantasy! Granted it is not a new idea; in fact, there are several in Norway and other places. But on Cayuga Lake? This was to be a first. It made sense, in a fantastical way. He had ample dockage, and limited beach; he was willing to invest in the idea and take the risk, and he was a nice guy with just enough chutzpah to make it happen.
Client Mark and Family on Maiden Voyage of Sauna Boat, Cayuga Lake, New York.
The Design phase took over a year. It was a real challenge because this is not just carpentry but nautical engineering; precision was required, and my hand-drawn methodology needed some sharper pencils. Some 30 pages of drawings later and we were ready to build. We had a great fabricator for the frame, ladder-stair, and railing (Service Machine Tool in Elmira, NY) and some other great help along the way, but the whole thing—all 26 feet of it— was assembled in the shop. It was a challenge as the beast took over—floor to ceiling—and there was a lot of self doubt along the way to trip over.
I am not a boat builder so there was as much learning as doing, but we pulled it off—including the challenging work of four round cedar windows trimmed with real ship-salvage portholes.
There were a lot of other finicky details (I have come to understand that boat building is all finicky details). The biggest challenge was loading and transporting it on an oversize low-boy flatbed truck. At one point we had the 10,000-pound hulk levitating on three forklifts as the low-boy flatbed backed under it. The guys at Lansing Harbor Marina gave us confidence, especially after it passed its initial float test. After a few months of tweaking we took the maiden voyage, complete with a champagne toast.
The unique thing with our sauna is that it is a fully navigational boat with twin Electric motors and the sauna is fired with a gas fired heater and has 12-volt electric lights powered by a solar system. Ideally it will be used on a calm day when you can drift out to the middle of the lake, sauna, jump into the clear waters, cool off on the roof deck, and repeat until the fantasy has been satiated. Maybe even under the stars, or Northern Lights.
Thanks to everyone who helped make this possible, Especially Scarlet, who believed in the dream, and Mark and Karie, who supported it.
The old Sauna at Podunk had two rooms: a small dressing room and the larger hot room. The Old Nippa stove sat between them embedded in a masonry wall. Sitting on the benches we stared at the business end of the stove with its pile of rocks and the stove was tended from the dressing room.
This arrangement always made sense to me and is how I have been building my saunas for 30 years. I learned to weld in art school and set up my own studio soon after. Ozzie would send people my way for their stove repairs. After seeing how other stoves failed, I designed and started making my own stoves using much heavier plate on the top, where the heat would soften the thinner steel and typically lead to collapse under the weight of the rocks. I also kept to the external feed (thru-wall) and designed my stoves to be fired exclusively that way. As kids, we loved to pretend we could speak Finnish by stretching vowels and consonants together and making up Finnish sounding nicknames for each other. I called my stove the Lämpimämpi by combining Lemp and Memp. Finns will chuckle at this because it translates to: “warmer”.
I called my stove the Lämpimämpi by combining Lemp and Memp. Finns will chuckle at this because it translates to: “warmer”.
There are so many reasons for the external feed (thru-wall):
• The fire-tending, and ash debris are kept out of the hot room and you don’t have to tramp in and out with your boots on to tend the fire.
• Venting a small space can be complicated; a sauna stove requires significant combustion air which can create drafts or, worse, rob oxygen from the hot room. The external feed draws air from the dressing room or outside.
• Any stove front requires 36 inches of clearance to combustibles in front of it. This can’t be mitigated by heat shields. This severely limits the layout of the hot room. However, it is easy to get 3 feet in front of the stove in the dressing room.
• Any stove also requires a noncombustible hearth (stone) 18” in front of the stove. Hot ash and coals falling out the stove are a major source of fires. In a crowded and dark sauna room these hot coals can easily be overlooked, fall under duck boards, etc.
•A flickering flame to look at may be romantic but it is the soft heat off the rocks you want, not the searing radiant heat you get from sitting in front of a blazing fire. Typically, the fire may be almost out by the time the sauna is ready. The rocks should be the focal point. Also, following the 36-inch rule above, you can’t have the stove front facing the bathers, unless the sauna is excessively big.
• If you are providing a sauna experience for others, you can discreetly tend the fire without interrupting the bathers or invading their privacy.
•The external feed stove heats the dressing room just enough so that you can hang out and watch the fire while the sauna heats up.
Installing the external feed may seem daunting but it is not that difficult. A firewall with the requisite size opening will be required. This can be solid masonry, which will add thermal mass (and take longer to heat the sauna) or a hollow insulated firewall with steel studs and cement board, and tile or stone facing, or stucco over metal lathe (which I typically use). A metal sleeve will be provided with the stove to dress up this opening and provide further heat shielding. My Lämpimämpi stove has an integrated heat shield / rock basket that works with the wall opening so that fresh air coming in is heated directly by the stove and directed over the rocks, which is an advantage over simply having the rocks sit on top inside a steel box. As with any installation, all listed clearances need to be adhered to, but with this method, the stove will take up less space in the hot room and make for a cleaner presentation. For your next sauna, consider this traditional way of building it.
The emergence of Ai generated content has me worried about the future. People live, dream and work in the digital world and increasingly use Ai to create content, which seems to be the end, not the means to something tangible. As someone who has always worked with my hand’s it’s a mystery how something like Facebook gets valued in the Billions of dollars while those of us who actually produce products that are used in the physical realm rack up value only with each object we make.
There is a real disconnect from the process of making; a few computer clicks is all is takes to have a package show up at your door.
As a maker who has to rely on an efficient procurement process to keep my shop stocked, I get the impulse, but I also try to remember that there is always a person on the other end. For example, we buy vitahs that are from Estonia; I envision the worn hands that gather and bind the birch. I appreciate it when materials come with a hand written note of thanks or other human touches. The same search for human connection applies to communication. Each time I get an email inquiry I have my Ai filter humming- is this a real person? With the pandemic of spam and spoofing, I typically won’t even answer the phone unless know the caller and I spend way too much time deleting texts I don’t want. I occasionally scan the web to see what other sauna builders are doing; it means wading through a minefield of Ai generated crap. Not only do many sites not have any identifiable person attached to them but their ”product” is simply stolen images of other people’s work. I recently had to send a cease and desist notice to someone marketing a full array of my saunas as their own. Included were photos I took from inside my shop or in my backyard, complete with my sculptures. If someone is going to be so brazen, why not just steal my humanity and include a photo of me ? This is actually happening with deepfake videos that generate real-seeming talking heads of celebrities and public figures.
The good news is that building a sauna takes actual materials and real hands-on work. I can guarantee that each of the images on my web page are real, that the photos were taken by us in locations we were actually at and that they show just a sampling of the 150 or so saunas I have built.
The splinters I pull out of my hands on a near daily basis are real as well.
We are a family run business— basically just the two of us; there are no pushy sales reps or people working phones off site (as in another country). If we do answer your call it is only because the saws stopped running long enough for us to hear it ringing (which why we prefer email) and even though it may take a few days to get back to you, I guarantee it will be a real conversation. Hopefully, one that one leads to face to face meeting and enduring relationship. Saunas, after all, are all about human connections.
As you scan the web on a weekend morning, looking for that perfect sauna experience, be aware that only thing real thing may the aroma of the freshly brewed cup of coffee in your hand. If you don’t yet have your own sauna, find a friend who does or one of the many public saunas that are sprouting up, and immerse yourself in the physical realm, sans digital devices. Thankfully, Ai will never have anything to do with enjoying the blissful bodily experience of taking a real sauna!
One the endearing features of our saunas that falls under the rustic elegant motif that we employ is the use of stick hardware. These also fall under the category of Finnish Pragmatism that is an influence in my design; whereas superfluous embellishment is avoided and using what is at hand is always desired over spending for what you don’t really need. In my head I keep an inventory of all the random parts I have collected over the years that are stowed away in my shop and when a need arises I quickly do a mental scan and see if something in stock will do rather than going to a hardware store or jumping online. Likewise, I often resort to “natures hardware store” when I need things like door pulls and towel hooks.
It is amazing all the parts you can extricate from the intricate workings of tree.
The best is Hickory because of the way branches crook when they take off in a new direction, and it is very hard. After all, they make baseball bats out it. Recently we had to fell a Hickory so I salvaged all the door pulls and towel hooks I could from it.
wood-fired outdoor sauna
The tree will live on as it greets sauna users with a sturdy handshake each time they enter the sauna.
It’s the small personal touches and attention to detail that makes us proud of our work and makes our work fun and enjoyable. By avoiding the cold and the common place, we make each sauna as unique as its owners.
The latest sauna that we built is an indoor electric affair in a new addition that also holds a hot tub and pool, an enviable personal home spa combination. It has an ample window and large 10 kw Harvia Cilindro heater that should make the top bench a real hot spot. A feature of this sauna that I love is the view from that bench. Not just any view, but one that takes me back to my childhood.
The property is located on the eastern shoulder of Cayuga Lake, at a point where the land starts to dip dramatically downward to the long snaking shore. The slope is so steep here, that you don’t see the lake, only the opposite side, a little more than two miles away. Someone unfamiliar with our landscape might not even be aware that the longest of the Finger Lakes fills the glacial trough below. While the scene feels close, it is, in fact, a long journey away.
Most pronounced is Rice Hill: the old ski and sledding hill that, at one time had a rope tow run off of an old tractor motor. At the top of the hill is a warming hut and two shallow ice rinks, where many a hockey game was played. When we were too broke or didn’t have the ambition or means to go to the closest downhill ski area, we would go to Rice Hill and practice our ess turns. I also recall many tobogganing adventures; it was the kind of hill where serious injuries where the mark of a good run.
Just to the north was a ten-acre parcel my parents bought in the 1960’s with the dream of building a house. My dad designed it with all the meticulous detail he employed on his larger architectural projects. It was a three story modernist affair, with a flat roof, and cantilevered balconies that would have commanded a view across the lake to precisely where this sauna is.
In the early 70’s, things turned south for my Dad; there was a recession, he lost his job, increased his drinking, and the dream of the modernist masterpiece overlooking the lake was deflated like a balloon the cat played with. All we were left with was the model of the house my dad crafted out of mat board, with twigs as stand-ins for trees. Later, before my parents had to sell the property as a part a bankruptcy plan, I actually lived there in my tent after I finished Grad school and waited for my dreams to come to life.
I bring all of this up become of the associations of sauna with memory. So many of my clients, who are typically, like myself, aging baby boomers, tell me that they want a sauna because of the wonderful childhood memories they have of taking saunas. Perhaps their family has Finnish roots and they experienced summers in Finland, or they had a camp somewhere with a sauna. Like my experiences at Podunk, these childhood memories start to loom larger with age. Memory acts as a filter; the important things are retained and the trivial is set aside.
Landscape acts as a placeholder for memory. Living where I grew up, I constantly encounter places that stir memory. Working with my past literally out the window on this job, I was constantly reminded of my connection to this magical place in the heart of the Finger Lakes. Sauna is like a keystone in all of this.
Like so many saunas that I build, I dream for a moment; what if it was mine? But then, I hand over the sauna to the new owners so they can ponder their own dreams. In this case, the owner will be looking at the near view of the land he grew up on.
I have always been fascinated by fire. There is a mystery to it that even science cannot unravel. It is more like the fourth state of matter—plasma—than the familiar trio of liquid, gas and solid. I have played with and studied fire since I was a kid, sometimes barely avoiding serious trouble, other times under the guidance of elders, like in Boy Scouts where we boiled a quart of water in five minutes during fire-building competitions. As I grew older, burning wood became a way to heat our home. Wood cutting and splitting became not only a chore but a workout and a way to get my angst out with each strike of the axe.
After I learned metalworking in art school, I started to apply my skills to making wood stoves and thinking about what happens inside of a stove- the mysterious process where tons of wood are reduced to a small amount of ash, carbon dioxide, particulate, and other emissions that are carried away by the wind. The heat is from the atomic bonds of carbon molecules breaking, turning matter back into the energy of the sun that formed those molecules. There is something seductively simple in that balance of carbon in/carbon out, but, as we now know, there is also something deviously complicated about the carbon cycle. I have warmed myself with wood heat over the years in my home, shop, and sauna; each time I light a fire there is still this fascination and allure to the flames that draws me to it and perhaps blinds me to greater issues.
In the past 50 years, wood stoves have gone through several changes. Initially they were simply boxes with a loose-fitting door and a chimney—like the Ben Franklin stove. These stoves burned uncontrollably and inefficiently and needed constant feeding. Later, air-tightness became a thing: dampers were dialed in, rope caulk was added to the doors, and the fires were slowed down so they could burn all night. But as the fire burner longer and cooler, not all the organic matter was burned— more went up the chimney. Flammable wood gasses called creosote condensed on the cool sides of the chimney, building up thick tar-like layers. Eventually that caught on fire, sometimes taking the whole house with it. In the 70’s we went though the energy crises and wood stoves became a very popular way to deal with spiraling oil cost. The 70’s also saw the birth of the environmental movement and the EPA. The EPA stepped in as did Underwriter’s Laboratory (UL). Stoves had to be made safer and cleaner burning. Expensive Catalytic convertors—like on your car—were added to the stove outlet, to capture some of the nasty stuff. But neophytes, in their craze to burn wood, skipped the all-important step of letting firewood dry at least 2 years. The converters clogged up. The cats were dropped, and the focus turned to better engineering. Stoves are now designed with all kinds of baffles to get the wood to burn cleanly; they are complicated affairs, and many don’t work that great- they certainly don’t burn all night, or, as I used to do with mine, burn non-stop, all winter.
But sauna stoves are a different beast. Since they are “occasional use only” (and only one is UL listed) they are, thankfully, technically EPA exempt. But still, I don’t want to be “that guy” that smokes out the neighborhood every time I light my sauna—especially since this past summer when we all got a taste of the Smoke Armageddon. So, despite my years of wood-burning experience, I am always trying to tweak the process and learn the idiosyncrasies of my stove. Every stove fires differently and even a familiar stove can rebel on you when the wind changes or you when move the sauna. When I light mine, I know it will smoke some; my goal is always to get it burning hot as fast as possible so the smoke will be minimal.
The three sides of the fire triangle are heat, fuel, and oxygen. A perfect balance gives a cleaner burn.
You can easily adjust the fuel and air but not so much, the heat. The heat in a wood stove comes from the fire itself, so, you need to get the stove very hot, as quickly as possible, to achieve a good balance. Wood emits gas when is heated above a certain point in a reduced atmosphere; this gas will burn cleaner than the wood itself. If you get your stove so hot that the wood gas burns before the wood, it will burn cleanly. There are cars designed to run on wood gas: a heated tank of wood chips creates the gas that runs the engine. Most stoves have a baffle or two and an upper chamber where the hot gasses will hopefully combust when mixed with additional air; the real heat is at the top of stove, before it exits the flue. In my Lämpimämpi stove, the top plate, that the rocks sit on, is 3/8” steel. I will get this steel glowing a dull cherry red (about 1300°F). Any gasses passing through this chamber will be burned. But until the upper chamber is hot, gasses and particulate will escape up the chimney and the sauna will smoke. Having a brick-lined fire chamber will help the fire get hotter faster. Wet cool days will make it worse as will a down-draft caused by the sauna being in the lee of nearby trees or structures. Wet wood doesn’t help either.
Up until this week my process has been to get a small fire going briskly, with the ash drawer open, and stove door open until it starts to roar (I have an external feed, so no worries about embers falling out.) Then I add larger sticks in one or two loadings until I fill the fire chamber (nothing bigger than my arm–scrap 2×4’s are perfect) topping it with one or two small hardwood logs. The problem is, when I add the fresh wood on top of the fire, there is a period of incomplete combustion as the wood heats up, and the stove smokes a lot. If the wind is wrong, my neighbors will get smoked out. I tinker with the ash drawer or open the stove door to blast in more air until the smoke clears (another advantage of an external feed: I can watch the chimney.) I can add more air to balance the fuel, but I can’t add more heat. Think of it like the carburetor on an old car. Too open, it won’t run well, too closed, it sputters and smokes and clogs the engine. Not enough heat, and it won’t burn well either. I try to find the sweet spot. Unlike a wood stove in a house, I’m not worried about things getting too hot- better than too cool. It’s not uncommon for my stove pipe to glow red for a while—that’s ok, because I know my installation is safe.
Recently, after reading an online post, I tried a new way to fire the stove (yes, old dogs can learn new tricks): from the top down! I load up the stove with larger sticks at the bottom, then smaller, with short sticks crisscrossing between them. Then on top of this stack I put the wads of newspaper with a handful of kindling and light that. The fire immediately starts heating the baffle and upper chamber as the fire slowly works it way down. This way the flames aren’t cooking the larger sticks before they are ready to burn. This solves the too much wood/not enough heat problem. Amazingly it only takes 5-10 minutes for the fire to reach the bottom and a hot bed of coals forms quickly. I leave the ash drawer slightly for twenty minutes and then add more wood. After that you can’t even see any smoke. When we take our sauna to one of the local parks, we can be clandestine; with no tell-tale smoke; passersby have no idea that our sauna is cranking hot inside.
I know there is a whole argument for decreasing our carbon footprint as much as possible and not burning any wood; but there is an opposing argument that says we need to maintain our ties to nature to want to save it. Controlling fire is not only as old as mankind but one of our defining traits.
Without getting into the debate, which I’ll admit I don’t lose sleep over, I will admit that I don’t want to be “that guy”. I want to remain sensitive to others and burn my stove as cleanly as I can. Learning how to master the art of fire building is one small step to take if I am going to cling to tradition and enjoy a really smokin’ hot sauna.
