Here I sit at the nexus awaiting the phone call that will signal either the beginning or the end of a trip to the north country 8 months in planning. Lake trout are our intended target species and by hook and crook we have even managed to secure a stay at a very fine lakeside establishment. All that is left is 3 hours of white knuckle driving through heavily populated moose country in near whiteout conditions . . . sigh.
Most of the morning was spent struggling through an extensive list of trip items and preparatory measures that kept my mind occupied as the blizzard raged outside the living room windows. Now, however, the packing is done and all I have left to do is watch the birds and wait for the call, watch the birds and wait for the call . . .