I'm about 40 km (25 miles) outside of that, and a little over 1.25 hours to a town with 7000 people.
I am up near the northern end of the Appalachian Mountain Range. I'm at about 1160 m (3800 feet) in elevation. I average about 4,25 m (14 feet) of snow and regularly have wind speeds at 100 kph (60 mph). (As the crow flies, I live not terribly far from Mt. Washington. Thus the high winds.)
I live here by choice.
I bought an obscene amount of property. It used to belong to a logging company, but hadn't been harvested since the regulations changed in the 80s. Much of it wasn't ever harvested due to the remoteness and terrain, as well as abundant timber stands elsewhere. Maine is the most heavily forested State in the Union. I call it home.
I never really had a hometown before. I was always moving and always traveling. The village, down by the lake that you see there, is what I consider my hometown. It's a huge tourist spot, going from 500 people to 5000 people during the peak tourism times. We complain about them, but without tourists the town wouldn't exist.
It's truly beautiful and tranquility is just a short drive/walk from the village. Heck, even the village is relatively tranquil. The hunting and fishing are spectacular. The ski slope just opened back up this past season. The twisty mountain roads are great for lazy driving and enjoying the scenery, or for spirited driving while avoiding giant moose and whitetail deer.
I wouldn't want it any other way.