The talk around OTA country on Christmas Day was, that later on Christmas Day, after a few beers and hot dogs:
Going to get a six pack and fish from a gravel bar. Word is, steelhead are there.
Heading to a draw where late chanterelles might be. Maybe some other mushrooms, too.
Got to cut up some firewood.
Need to run the dogs in the clearcut.
Going to build a driftwood fort.
Trap line needs checking.
Got an idea for a stew from possum.
Want to go for a motorcycle ride, assuming it will start. Haven’t ridden it in five years.
Going to stay here and get drunk so I don’t have to see my grand kids.