Did you notice that I said "Canada" and "winter" and "camping" in the same sentence?
My husband, whom I dearly love but sometimes just don't understand, finds it fun to cross country ski into the Boundary Waters wilderness and
|Ben going all alpha-male, holding a ginormous lake trout.|
Here are some of the perks of such a vacation if you are ever inclined to try this insanity:
* Sleeping on a tarp in the snow in sub-zero weather (occasionally with 20 mile-per-hour winds)
* Going potty in a plastic lined bucket.
* Dragging 80 pound sleds loaded with your gear for hours into the wilderness.
* The joy of dealing with any life-threatening situation (hello potential hypothermia) without possible contact with the outside world.
* Not being able to heat yourself by a campfire because you want to sleep on top of the frozen lake on top of the fishies instead of near potential firewood.
* Not showering for days on end.
* Nothing to do but sit around and fish. And eat. Then fish more.
As enticing as this type of vacation sounds, I opted to not go along on this adventure. Now I can pee in the woods as well as the next gal, but I would prefer to do that when I won't get frostbite on my butt. However, I am grateful that Ben has family and friends who do like this type frozen wilderness survival stuff.
You may be wondering what I was doing all the while Ben was Grizzly Adams in the woods. I was, in fact, carrying on with the day-to-day life of raising six kids (age 11 and under) while dealing with the joys of being 7 1/2 months pregnant. I took kids to school and sports practices. I went to a parent-teacher conference and child's doctor appointment. I got us to church and a child to speech therapy. I did laundry, cooked, cleaned, and kissed boo-boos all on my own.
Come to think of it, maybe sleeping in the frozen wilderness might not have been so tough after all. I guess we can both be proud of our survival skills.
|These are the sleds that were dragged through the snow with all their gear.|
|This was base camp. Ben wimped out this year and brought along an ice house (which, unlike a tent has no floor). In past years, he has slept in a tarp-lined snow trench for a few days.|