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Maine winters can be long, and out here in the country you take your entertainment where you can find it.
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Often times, that’s on a frozen river.
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Smelt, a small oily fish people enjoy fried…
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… run thus time of year and intrepid Mainers set up ice fishing shacks.
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Sitting in a plywood box in sub zero temps staring at a hole in the ice isn’t my idea of a good time.
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But to each their own.
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After an extremely mild December with a greenish brown Christmas and a warm rainy January…
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February is roaring in strong….
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And cold.
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The ice has finally frozen solid enough to hold the fishing shacks on the river, which is big business up here in Maine.
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Do I want to sit in an 8×10 plywood building and stare at a hole in the ice in subzero temperatures waiting for an oily little smelt to swim by?
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I do not.
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No matter how pretty the sunsets are.
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But more power to the rugged souls that do.
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River's world..... 