There's a lot to love about the outdoors. In the summer, there's swimming, football, baseball, hunting, fishing and biking, motorcycles, of course. Some people I know tell me that winter isn't good enough for them and they get all stuffed up with cabin fever. So they want to up and leave like birds and go to Florida only to come back in the summer when they feel like it. I honestly don't understand; what's not to like about winter?
Sure, you can't be anywhere without a jacket and a good pair of gloves, but that doesn't mean it's not without the pluses. You can still bow hunt to an extent, which can take up plenty of your spare time and more. You can ice-fish, if you're the type that can't stand to wait until spring to get your hook in the water. If you're really lucky, you can get a few days of biking in here and there. If you're really starved for something, there's always trapshooting with your buddies or just hanging out in general and having a good time. So, again, maybe it's just a different type of personality, but there isn't anything here to stop me from enjoying my frozen tundra year after year. Now if you'll excuse me, my truck is calling and it wants to do a few donuts in the snow. Catch ya later.