It has been the most wet fall season on record at our family farm where my parents, grandparents and uncle Jim live. Last weekend that led to an ice storm that took out their power for close 48 hours. We waited to drive to the farm for the annual family deer hunting weekend but once we knew the generator would be running we went there and joined in the adventure. With the generator running we could at least run the dishwasher, have hot water, cold food in the refrigerator, turn on the bathroom light, etc. Overall it was a lesson for all of us on how much we depend on electricity for nearly every aspect of our life. It also made us once again appreciate linesmen for electric company crews who amazingly quickly fixed miles of lines and poles and restored power back to the area. Just in time…it was 46 degrees in my grandparent’s home when their power came back on.
A group of us went deer hunting. No gun or license for me but I walked miles and witnessed a thick layer of ice on everything. Nathan did get his deer late Saturday afternoon.
Hunter will be old enough to take the hunting safety course next winter. Not to worry…he was just posing with our friend Scott’s rifle on the picture. Hunter also walked miles with me. I realized how out of shape I am after walking through weeds, prairie grass, trees and brush. A great work out with fresh air in beautiful outdoors. Ice and no electricity, it was a memorable and fun time. Or as Hunter said “my weekend at the farm was da bomb”.