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Into the darkness

Took a writing break to do a little ice fishing in northern Minnesota over the weekend. Dense fog coated the lake for most of the time, impossible to see much more than thirty feet in front of you as we drove snowmobiles. The fog froze on our face shields, causing us to have to ride with our shields up, freezing our faces. The riding was tense, afraid to lose sight of the rider ahead, but not wanting to get too close in the event they stopped quickly, not to mention the ice heaves that were lurking. And, after that, the fishing was not good.


I may stay inside for a while...

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