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Monday, December 18, 2017

Counting Down the Days

Kids count down the days to Christmas. As an adult I'm counting down the days until we skip town. Right now that looks like January 3rd.

Sure, it's nice to see people around the holidays. The problem for me is that the cold air is hard on my damaged lungs. We've had a lot of sub-zero days and my lungs can't handle it. Just going outside sets off a coughing fit and I feel like I'm going to die. It makes it impossible to enjoy the outside and get some much needed exercise.

As much as I love the Great North Woods, I have come to admit to myself that it kills me in the winter. Spring is fine. Summer is wonderful. Fall is beautiful. Winter is only good if you can hit the ski trails, go snowshoeing, or even go ice fishing. Being stuck inside feeding wood into the stove all winter is a drag.

I'm admitting to myself that I pretty much have to live the life of a snowbird. Plenty of people move to retirement villages down south. My parents enjoyed living in a retirement park and I had a good inside view of the lifestyle. It's really not for me.

I truly love living on a sailboat. Nothing beats the feel of a boat under sail in a favorable wind. This winter, for various reasons, we don't plan on sailing. Camping in the converted van will be fine for this winter. After that though, sailboats are in my future -one way or the other. It's going to have to happen.



  1. Due to really bad allergies, and really heavy meds to combat the allergies, my childhood was riddled with asthma and pneumonia. Now, if my chest gets chilled (as in I can feel cold in my chest) I will get sick. Really sick. Coughing up a lung sick.

    So, spring/summer/fall clothing is as minimal as I can get away with, being a fat, pasty-white dude of Germanic descent. Winter? I wear at least 2 t-shirts (usually one with the sleeves cut off) and even a sweatshirt with the arms cut off, also. Wife made a nice scarf, which I will wear while also sporting cargo shorts and sandals.

    1. I used to love winter sports, but I seem to do worse in the cold instead of better.

  2. Won't be long now. Hang in there. Have a peaceful holiday then enjoy the South.

    1. That's the plan. I might have been a bit down when I wrote that post. Had just come in from the cold, coughing and hacking.

  3. The older I get, the more I wish I could be a snowbird, myself. Certain circumstances prevent it, though. Enjoy your winter!