A post of a brutal cold frozen memory of a New Year in the Tiny Russian Village…
It was in the New Year of 2016 that Boza and I was dug in at the Tiny Russian Village and 2017 was getting ready to come in with a wicked cold snap….windchill down to -62 C…
We saw -35 C that New Year and the wind was worse than predicted and it did hit -62 and yes, it was memorable….Boza decided that staying snuggled next to me under a blanket was the best resort to survival….burned wood 24 hours, heat lamps in the light sockets, two space heaters going and six layers of clothes and a doggy that kept me warm…
Those were the good days my friend….as the days are still good now!
WtR