The Trees Were Like Diamonds

I love this picture. It's of Scott coming down the road from next door. Some of the nicest picture opportunities were right in front of the camp. It looks like it should be in some tourist magazine.















What a great weekend at the camp. Managed to get some much needed alone time (the joys of snow and conflicting schedules) but also managed to have a ton of fun. Pillowcases rock!!

This next picture's still on the road in front of the camps.




















I got in about midnight on friday. Good thing, it was way too cold for a search party. I drove by the road and as I was driving by it I was thinking that sure did look like it. It wasn't 'til the bridge that I knew it was so. My fingers were instantly numb once I stepped out. Future note to self, get dressed before you drive out and you won't have to dig your ski pants and boots out of the trunk, already ice cold and then have to put them on in -40 weather (with wind chill). The joys of Atlantic Canada in the winter. Only made worse when you're a woman with the aforementioned clothes on having to take a pee in the snowbank.




















The next day, Liss wasn't feeling too well so Darcy, Mitch, Scott and I went in search of wood. Darcy's new wood sleigh makes for great mushing fun until it jack-knives. Ya wanna be quick to land on your feet, I'll tell ya. It was beautiful out (even though cold) and as the title says, the trees shone like diamonds. The freezing rain our area got, obviously it didn't warm up enough to melt off back there. The ice was over an inch thick on the trees in most places. The new radios gave great reception and we were out almost to the lake the last time we harassed Liss with the, "Can you hear me now," nonsense.




















Kevin and Jamie were in the hood. Friday Kevin came over and it seems I was his interpreter for the evening. Maybe it was my state but he was making perfect sense but apparently only to me. With such comments as, "I'm so wild, I'll take off and I'll be gone,"-Kevin only I could figure it out. Not exactly sure what the heck he was trying to say now, but hey...! Jamie finally made an appearance saturday evening but after cracking my first drink somewhere between 1 and 2pm., it's a little blurry. We did manage to make breakfast at 10pm. that evening though which pretty much put everyone to bed. That was ok, after the night before, or shall we just simply say, "Way too friggin' late?"

Many stupid things were said through the night, we were in grand form. Either we were in no shape to be talking and making sense or just the usual camp giddiness, who knows. Whatever the case may be, I managed to make a few notes throughout the weekend. Just wrote them over to the cigarette pack, actually.

Must remember to get Scott to bring his constellation book the next time we go back 'cause there seems to be a discrepancy about the constellation, "The Little Dipple."-Darcy. That of course, being one of the problems, trying to break it to Darcy that that's not what it's called, heehee. I also wish I was a betting woman 'cause until someone can show me which one the Little Dipple (it just gets funnier every time I say it) is, I know it's the one I pointed out and that's why nobody can show me which one it really is.

Alright, everybody keep their eyes peeled on their inboxes as the pictures should be there. I'm off to Google the Little Dipple...