Yesterday, early, my son and his two friends from the Congo left on a fishing trip. They knew the window of opportunity for a nice day was pretty small. They went anyway. I hope they catch some fish because if they don’t I can think of no reason good enough to justify the craziness of fishing at this time of year. Good grief – it is -2 C up at La Ronge(a bit south of the lake they were going to) and tonight it is supposed to get down to -7C.
They, by the way, are tenting!
Update:
I guess -7 was just too cold for the campers. They came home in the night. Fishing was not that great I guess.




Sometimes the fantasy is more alluring than the reality!
Hey, I don’t blame them! This weather has been unbelievable. (Or maybe it was I figured we wouldn’t need mitts on our trip. At least the kids had toques!)