Discussion: Frozen North

Full of adventure! - easily enough to last a lifetime (and then some, given sr. status:-).

Robert Service and Yukon cold come to mind. I found this easily enough:

The winter! the brightness that blinds you,
The white land locked tight as a drum,
The cold fear that follows and finds you,
The silence that bludgeons you dumb.
The snows that are older than history,
The woods where the weird shadows slant;
The stillness, the moonlight, the mystery,
I’ve bade ’em good-by—but I can’t.

Or Sam McGee's cremation might warm one up.

Good on ya!

Yes indeed. Evocative poetry. One of our instructors recited Sam McGee around the fire - fun!
Surprisingly comfortable but emotionally moving, especially on my 24 hours alone (called Solo) during which time I penned this:

Serenity

Myself alone, but content.
Reflecting on life and love,
As the winds whistle through the trees,
Standing tall and serene.
Then peace as snow gently falls,
Caressing the earth beneath.
As I nestle into your arms,
Mother nature presides.
And I drift to another time and place,
Lost in my Lakeland lullaby.