We made plans a few weeks ago to go to a cabin in the Brainerd Lakes area with Jenni, Matt, Missy and Joe. In fact, I think we made these plans in September while we were sitting around a campfire. The idea of winter camping (except not really camping) seemed like a super awesome idea!! We always complain about not being able to go camping enough in the summer and I think it’s the total removal from most of the busy stuff we get sidetracked with that made us really look forward to it. At least for me!
I took a half day and after we went to pick up our donor sperm (that’s a whole post of it’s own), we headed out of town and on towards northland. B-t-dubs, my boss just got back from Mexico, one of my co-workers went to Phoenix and another co-worker is going to Phoenix at the end of the month. Somehow, I think they are kind of smarter than me.
We got to our cabin at Boyd Lodge around 5ish and unpacked the car. We traveled light, which is super easy to do with only two adults and no kids or animals (thanks to Jenny!) and no tents or air mattresses or camping chairs, etc. Clearly winter cabin camping needs to become a regular occurrence. We settled in, had a couple of drinks, played some games and decided to head to Zorbaz for some dinner and trivia. We were hungry and feeling smart – what else was there to do?
We won trivia and a $25 Zorbaz gift card, which we blew on shots for the four of us that weren’t pregnant or in the midst of trying to get pregnant. We went back to the ranch, where Amelia and I crashed so hard it wasn’t even funny.
The next day, we woke up, ate four kinds of breakfast, including our leftover Zorbaz’s pizza we left out on the deck all night turning it into pizza pops, and were total bums all day long. It was GLORIOUS. I didn’t even put real pants on until Jenni, Matt and I decided to go outside. I was having cabin fever something fierce.
We walked along three lakes, avoided many snowmobilers, played hockey and almost fell into a lake. The last one might be an over-exaggeration. We came back, switched back into pajama pants, played some more games, ate some delicious tacos, had a couple drinks and played some more games.
TL;DR – going to the cabin with absolutely nothing planned is the best thing ever and I will not hesitate to do it again every single winter. I would encourage you all to do the same.