Thursday, February 4, 2016

Old school



I may be building a modern lake house but waterfront activities are of the non-motorized variety, centered around hand-me-downs (canoe) and church bag sales (auger). Chris grew up ice fishing, and this year he's been eager beaver to get onto Loveless Lake. I'm more attracted to the notion of ice fishing than the actual sitting there and staring into the hole. But I probably just need to catch a fish. 

Chris easily shucks his gloves to spear a minnow, but I dread the idea of sticking my hand into the icy bucket and forcing a hook through a squirmy little fish. How lucky am I to have my own fishing guide on hand to do all of the hard work?

Experimenting with lawn chairs -- too chilly.






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