It gets cold in Wisconsin in November. It always has. And so, I opened my email a few weeks ago to a very kind invitation from Brandi Funk (see my previous posts about the Funks here and here) to join her and her family for a family tradition of jumping into Beaver Lake on Thanksgiving. Really!!! The forecast was for a high that day of 28 degrees and sure enough, it was 28 fun-lovin' degrees on Thanksgiving. We arrived at the appointed hour and I said to my lovely wife, "Do you really think they are going to jump in the lake at 28 degrees?" To which she replied, "I doubt it. Let’s just not take our swim stuff inside, that might encourage them." Well we rang the doorbell and a very enthusiastic crowd greeted us and it was very clear that they were going to jump into that lake and...so were we!!! We ended up jumping into the lake fully submerged and had a blast. Good friends, good times, the holidays.
Fast-forward and we have visitors from France at the office this past week. They have heard of the Trek mountain bike trails and they are looking forward to riding them. It is cold. Really cold. Another 26 fun-lovin' degrees. A thin blanket of snow on the trails, a little bit of ice and we went out and had a blast riding the Farm for an hour and a half.