a little quilting, reading, and an occasional cookie
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Something I've never really understood. I'm not passing judgement. I've just never understood the appeal.
You go out onto a frozen lake. You drill a hole into the ice. You sit there with a special pole dipped into the water and you wait.
It's cold. The lake is, after all, frozen. I don't know if you need to be quiet like you do when the lake isn't frozen and you're in the boat with a friend and you aren't dressed in many, many layers. I just don't see where these guys are having much fun.....