Presidents' Day Weekend

A thousand hills. Flying birds vanish.
Ten thousand paths. Human traces erased.
One rod, bark cape – an old man
alone, angling in the cold river. Snow.

               - Adapted from Liu Zongyuan



Sometimes forget how day-saving streamers can be.  In a word, it's pretty easy fishing.

Skiing the pools at the bottom of a Driftless River.

Water comes from the rock.  There was an active snapping turtle in this spring pool.  February. 

Aggressive sledding.  Powder on ice.  Steep slope.