The annual tradition of heading to the lodge, hanging out with the guys, as well as resting in a tree lay for sixths in the cold may not seem love fun to several people, but for myself and others it is everything. My uncle built the lodge by hand several years ago as well as now, he comes up to join our cousins as well as I every year. It isn’t much but it is hot as well as dry so that is all that matters. This year, as I was packing our gear, I felt a bit off. I thought I was just weary. I figured that once I was in the clean mountain air I would guess better. The drive to the lodge was ok but by the time I arrived I just wanted to go to bed. I made sure that the wood stove was going as well as piled on the blankets. Even with the fire blazing I was still chilly cold. When everyone else arrived they started complaining about the fact that it was so hot inside. My uncle then pulled out a big space heater, plugged it in where I was sleeping as well as closed the door. At least this allowed everyone else to be comfortable. They even opened the door to let some of the heat out. I never even made it out into the woods because I was sick the entire time I was there. Me as well as our space oil furnace spent the entire month in our room. Everyone was afraid of catching what I had so they would slide our meals in just beyond the door as well as close it quickly. I guess I really couldn’t blame the on that 1.