Not having been to a “living wake” before, we didn’t know what to expect and were a little apprehensive. They’re probably all different but we need not have worried about this one. It turned out to be the absolutely right thing to do. Sad as the situation is, it’s still so much better to be able to say how much you appreciated a 40 year friendship when that friend is still around and able to hear it. 😢🙂
The weather held off while we went out West. The day after we got back, it started its nose dive into winter. First rain, then a dash of sleet, and now snow. Oodles of snow. ❄ In a few days we’re being promised some sub-zero, arctic air. Polar vortex? Arctic blast? Hypothermia highway? Oh, rapturous joy! 🥺 Oh, frozen extremities! 🥶 Oh, Minnesota! 😏
But, as they say, hibernation is not an option. So we climbed into our winter gear and walked through the continuously falling snow past Lone Lake to Bryant Lake and back. The air temperature was slightly above freezing so, in addition to feathery light snowflakes, we were also pelted with hefty clumps of wet snow falling from the trees. There were also a few crashes in the forest as dead branches gave way under accumulations of this heavy, wet snow. 😲
We got to Bryant Lake to find that some trusting soul had already set up their fish house (tent) out in the lake. We were having trouble believing the ice is thick enough yet for that but we’re still new here and don’t know much about ice. So maybe the fish are worth the risk? 🐟 Worst case, the lake is not too deep out there. 😲
The usual 5.6 miles (9.0 km) on a mix of soft and boot-packed snow. Not too deep yet. And no ice, yet. Lots of action at the dog park. A good walk followed by a hot lunch at home. 😁
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