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37 degrees and hunting
Numbness wraps around my fingers. A icy chill runs the
length of my spine as if someone was slowly running an ice cube down the center
of my back. A warm tingling sensation is felt at the top of my boots near the
top laces where the boots tightly grasp my ankles. Steam distributes from my
breath and the moisture fogs my glasses briefly. Cold Steel finds the soles of
my boots and gradually creeps up my legs to my knees. The warmth of the sun
finds my face with anticipation as I await the joy of the Suns arrival. I
wouldn't trade these feelings for a morning in a warm bed to miss a great
sunrise in the woods!
vaoutdoorsman
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