The first Monday of the new year turned out to be a record - record cold that is. The temp on the dashboard of my Jeep showed 14 when I got there, and 6 when I left (3 by the time I hit the top of the mountain). With gusty winds, the wind chill was well below zero. We had steady snow, but it didn't accumulate much because of the wind. Nevertheless, 5 brave (?) Rivertarians all decided it was a good idea to celebrate the holiday: Jay, Tim, Ted, Pat (yes, Pat), and myself.
Needless to say, the bulk of all activity at the camp centered around the fire...closely. With the wind blowing like it was, it was hard finding a spot to stand where you could get maximum heat, and minimum facial hair damage. Those sudden flare ups could wreak havoc on a mustache. Pat brought down a few items to add to the fire which were greatly appreciated by all, plus we were able to add to the woodpile from the debris that was left behind by last week's high water.
Pat also brought some Corona's to drink, along with a lime. After the lime was sliced up to put in the bottles, the wedges were left on top of the beer box. The beer didn't freeze (well, a little slushy anyway), but the lime pieces did. At one point he got one of the lime slices into a newly opened bottle, where it promptly froze up the neck of the bottle, making a nice little plug. It was a photo-worthy moment.Freddy came by to say hello, and to show us his trophy kill, which promptly ended up in the fire. And he had the nerve to say we weren't right. No stories this week, it was too cold for him to hang around long enough to share any.
Despite to brutal cold, it was a great way to start the week, and 2014.
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