Scrapbook from the Swamp
We prepare to enter.
It's tough going right away.
Ray begins to break his snowshoes.
We leave the vast majority of Ray's snowshoes, to be retrieved upon our return.
It doesn't get easier.
Victory is mine.
OK, the others made it too.
But most of Ray's snowshoes did not.
We knew we weren't going to remain sweaty and hot, so we started a fire while cooling off.
Until the stove got hot, we enjoyed the warm smoke from the chimney.
It was about 35 F, but hard to tell.
After sawing the wood, we sat around, tinkered with the stove, and watched it get hot.
The results of Ray going through a waist-deep swamp without rubber boots or snowshoes began to evaporate.
Yep, this and this are what you find in a random cabin on an island in the middle of a swamp.
And the utensils there are about this clean.
Man, it's nice to rest.
It's tough going right away.
Ray begins to break his snowshoes.
We leave the vast majority of Ray's snowshoes, to be retrieved upon our return.
It doesn't get easier.
Victory is mine.
OK, the others made it too.
But most of Ray's snowshoes did not.
We knew we weren't going to remain sweaty and hot, so we started a fire while cooling off.
Until the stove got hot, we enjoyed the warm smoke from the chimney.
It was about 35 F, but hard to tell.
After sawing the wood, we sat around, tinkered with the stove, and watched it get hot.
The results of Ray going through a waist-deep swamp without rubber boots or snowshoes began to evaporate.
Yep, this and this are what you find in a random cabin on an island in the middle of a swamp.
And the utensils there are about this clean.
Man, it's nice to rest.
