Some of the best times our dad & I ever had, was when the river finally froze over… Both of us waited for the ice to get thick enough so the two of us could put up our small tent & go ice fishing.
Both of us had a space furnace sizable enough to give us some heat, but not so sizable to melt the ice.
Both of us had a hole in the middle of the ice where the two of us fished, and last year, our space furnace died, & I thought the two of us were going to die from hypothermia… My father told myself and others not to worry, but she had everything handled. She went to the car, & brought back what looked care about a peat pot. She said it was care about a portable fireplace; It offered plenty of heat inside. Both of us pulled the tent off the river, but close to where our fishing hole was, but with the peat gas furnace running, the two of us could set up our tent again & be comfortable inside. Both of us froze when fishing, but that was part of the fun. Dad thought it would be fun to spend the entire weekend out her fishing & camping, but as much as I loved ice fishing, I liked our sizzling bed better. Both of us had numerous fish ready to go house by the end of the day. Both of us packed up the tent & headed home. Dad said she could not wait to get into the home & rest by the fireplace to sizzling him butt. I just wanted a warm shower & a sizzling bed. Both of us fished all night long, & I felt care about a popsicle.
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