Closing time

I'm not sure why, but I neglected to snap a picture my last day out on the lake.  Charlie was tired, and opted to sleep in.  Moose on the other hand was eager to jump in the truck despite the cold and the light blanket of snow.  

It is amazing how quickly the golden sun of a beautiful afternoon can be transformed into the silver dull gray of early winter morning in the span of only a week.  But that is what happens in the woods - time does not stop, it may go by even faster out here.  But the time I spent here this season was truly remarkable. 

And scary.

I am not going to lie, our little "adventure" earlier this fall scared the hell out of me and reminded me of quickly things can go to shit.  There will be times when I start thinking about the "what if" and I can feel the fear creeping in.  Fortunately for us there was no "what if", there is only what's next?

The boat is put away and the lake is nearly frozen over, it is time for different adventures in different venues.

It is time for what's next.