Instead of Hawaii & February Brew

We aren't in Hawaii and the temperature reads in the single digits.  So, we went to the lake.  Every winter my brothers and I find sitters for the kids and we join mom and dad at the lake for a "no-kids" weekend.  It was cold but the sun was shining and with no wind, we spent most of the day outside.  There's a guy on the other side of the lake who, in years past, has groomed x-country ski trails around the ice.  He pulls a barrel on skis behind his ATV to make the tracks.  But, this year, he pursued another interest and we just weren't that motivated to ski without trails.  We toured a bit with the snowmobiles.  The rather steep driveway was packed with snow, making a perfect sledding hill.  We sat by a fire in the afternoon to dry out and then headed to a neighboring lake for dinner.

From the lakeside grill, we watched a snow golf tournement on the froze lake as the sun went down.

Back at the cabin, we sampled some Minnesota Beer of the Month while playing a few hands of Schmear.
(February brew = Fitger's, Smithwick's, and One-Eyed Pike.