Ahh, winter time. The season for hot chocolate and crackling fires. The season of snowflakes on your tongue, snow angels, and snowmen and snowball fights.
Unless you live in S.C. Then you get none of those nice things. Except hot chocolate. You can still have that. You’re welcome.
So here is the thing to do. Jump on a train, and ride up to Wisconsin where your cousin lives, and have him take you ice fishing! That’s what I did, and it only cost me nearly two pinky fingers! Small price to pay (pun) for such a good time! Just check out these fish!
You only thought it was fun pulling fish out of the warm water, wait till you waddle out onto a frozen piece of the largest freshwater lake in the world, cut a hole in it, and drop some bait through it! If that doesn’t sound like a good time, you are probably an adrenaline junky and we can’t be friends anyway.
Well I just got back, and we are gonna be frying the fish up that we caught. It was the best vacation I had in a very long time, and I am pretty sure I will be going back next year! And just as the angel of the Lord stopped the knife in Abraham’s hand before he sacrificed Isaac, so also my sacrificial pinky fingers recovered and are back to making my hands look proportionate once again.
A great big thank you to my cuz, Nick, for putting me up for the week, and getting everything together for the fishing trips, and teaching me how to fillet the White Fish (they have some weird bone row near the spine), and for all the hospitality!
Happy to have the vacation,and happy to be back home! It’s a good life!
Old Blue Farm 