Snowed in and feeling fine

We were snowbound, and the middle of nowhere was an hour away. I was just fine with it.

Barb and I met our friend Mike last week at our cabin on Fort Peck Lake for a few days of ice fishing. Actually Mike did the fishing while Barb and I stayed warm and cozy in the cabin.

Mike is of good Minnesota stock so the -30 wind chill and driving snow didn’t bother him in the least. Shortly after first light he’d fire up his 1970’s-era snowmobile and head out onto the ice, quickly vanishing into a swirling world of white.

He also cut a few holes within sight of the cabin so I could watch them from insid...