Indeed, we had a few beautiful sunsets and some pretty scenery. Even the snow was pretty, though we perhaps didn't appreciate it completely at the time. It is weird though that we saw way more snow up there in the second week of October than we've seen down here in all the winter since.
While we were still in the woods, Denise asked me if I thought I'd go on the same trip again. We speculated that it might be like childbirth--when you're in the middle of it, you think, "Dear God, this is horrible! Why did I ever agree to this?" But later, your memories are softened, and you get to tell a lot of harrowing stories and make yourself sound intrepid, and you think, "Hey, that wasn't so bad."
I did not learn a thing.
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Wow! Loved seeing those pictures. I believe you are right comparing a trip like that to child birth. I bet you will be paddling the boundry waters again. Hopefully, not in October.
Just imagine if you had experienced childbirth while breaking that ice. Now there's some braggin' rights...
The pictures seem a lot more appealing than the childbirth ones I've seen. You're smiling. Am I wrong in assuming you're intending to go again next October?
I don't know, Denise. Before the last trip, snow was just a possibility. Now it's all too real. Plus, Joe likes to cover a lot of ground. We can't have one day where we just sit around camp?
With regards to what fiffy said, you would be breaking ice while your water was breaking.
What do you mean I like to cover a lot of ground? We had a nice relaxing day on Loon Lake. Don't you remember? We even stayed up late playing cards.
Joe
Joe!
Thanks for stopping by. Yes, I remember slowly losing feeling in my fingers and toes as we sat and played cards and tried to drink our troubles away...
Oh well. It was -16 degrees last night in St. Paul. At least I'm sleeping inside NOW.
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