February 2011
This weekend is supposed to be wonderfully sunny with no chance of rain and mild temperatures during the day. The nights though are supposed to be bitterly cold. The weatherman predicts a low of 18 degrees on Friday night and he was wrong - 14 degrees was the low and boy was it cold! The river froze, my hands froze, Jo-Jo's water froze, even the condensation that gathered in my tent at night from my breathing froze into ice on the side of my tent - it was cold! In spite of the cold, I slept comfortably and had a wonderful time at the river. I would do this again - even if the temperature was zero degrees.
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