Fortunately we have built up an insulating layer of holiday fat to keep us warm as Mark and I start to feel the call of the winter woods. We met at the spillway at Arkabutla a little before sunrise this morning for a nice hike on the trails. It was just us and a dozen or so men fishing the Coldwater river. I thought the fishermen were crazy to be out there in such a chilly morning, but Mark pointed out that they probably thought we were nuts to walk around the woods without any real goal in mind ... other than walking, smoking pipes and talking. I guess everyone has different priorities. Anyway, we had a great time as usual. As soon as my bones get warm, I'll be ready to do it again. -T
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