It was looking quite bitterly cold up in Northern Minnesota. Yeah, that is the word they use around here. Bitter, Bitterly.
So Bitter is my calling card. I packed the pulk and headed up for a 2 night solo in the Boundary Water Wilderness Area out of Ely, Minnesota.
I felt at peace and this trip was the most fun I've had in a while with myself. Crackin' cold bitterly cold temps. Sunny. Blue skies. Clear nights. Deep snow.
Lotta work Winter camping. Always something to do or to chop or eat or change out of or into or set up or melt and scoop and tweak and gather and saw and thaw and pump and light and then sleep right.
My joy is doing this in a hammock with only my down to keep that heat in me.
Whooooooo Buddy)))))
All secure in sector seven,
Shug
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