I'm sure I've read a quote about being "fishers of men" somewhere. I shall make that my priority while away. Lake Sturgeon, here come I with two women, booze, and a mind for mischief. Have you been to Lake Sturgeon? I sound far more confident than I ought. Wooded nooks, quiet lake, and small cabins do not equate to frat party atmosphere.
Either way, my girls and I shall be in paradise kicking up and sipping mojitos. Come summer, bring your worst.
*No blog tomorrow. Will be off fishing, or more typically dodging rain drops. Why does it always rain when I head north?*
Note to self: "Mia, this time bring an umbrella."