But I feel the cold now that I’m older. Winter overnighters in -20C no longer appeal. Long walks outside in cooler temps don’t appeal to the Niglet either. My little Nipper only goes out to pee and poop and that’s it. I have cabin fever like a mofo right now. And this is the hell of that: every year about this time the weather always reports a sweet little chinook ‘in just a couple days or a week…’ and then it never happens.
I need to get out with my rifle. I need to set under the stars and watch the northern lights and the flames of a campfire. Claustrophobia pushes in from all sides. I can’t breathe!!!
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I see a break coming next Friday. I’m going to load my tent and dry goods in the dawgmobile. The second this cold weather breaks… I’m outta here. I better start packing. Y’all have a great Friday. If you’re getting good weather, drop everything and enjoy it if ya can. Spring is still a long way away…

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