Sitting in front of a hot VC Resolute; just out of the new hot tub. 43F and rain. Tub at 101F was great.
It reminded me, size wise, of the fish tank that had been converted into a hot tub at Palmer Station, Antarctica. 10F on a clear night, you could see stars forever. I spent several wonderful nights (over two winters) watching the moon rise over the glacier while nursing an Astral Beer, happily floating along.
No glaciers, no barking seals, no cold hard wind blowing in my ears. An old oak tree, my wood pile, my '71 Dodge nosing out the carport facing my '85 Westy.
Life is o.k.
I still miss the wood stove and hot tub at Palmer Station.
It reminded me, size wise, of the fish tank that had been converted into a hot tub at Palmer Station, Antarctica. 10F on a clear night, you could see stars forever. I spent several wonderful nights (over two winters) watching the moon rise over the glacier while nursing an Astral Beer, happily floating along.
No glaciers, no barking seals, no cold hard wind blowing in my ears. An old oak tree, my wood pile, my '71 Dodge nosing out the carport facing my '85 Westy.
Life is o.k.
I still miss the wood stove and hot tub at Palmer Station.
