I was at the lodge for a couple of nights, getting it cleaned up for the Spring.
My sibling and I go to the mountains every Spring so the people I was with and I can fish on the first afternoon of trout season.
The water is cold and clear in the creek, and it is perfect for trout fishing. The first thing I needed to do was wash the fireplace so the people I was with and I could stay warm through the weekend. I took the wood from the hearth and built a fire after cleaning the chimney and the fireplace hearth. It was warm and cheery in the lodge, but I was there alone. When I got up in the afternoon, I needed another log for the fireplace however there were no logs inside, or out. I didn’t want to go in the snow and dig for logs, so I ended up going home. I entirely wanted to stay for the rest of the weekend, but I couldn’t stay here if I couldn’t keep the fireplace burning. I didn’t want to split through ice and dig for logs, and I didn’t want to go out in the woods to split wood. I decided to pack things up and go back home. When my sibling asked how the weekend was, I told him it went well. The two of us would need to go up early on Thursday to split wood for the fireplace, however the locale was wash and ready to be used. He laughed at my option of words. He said that in other words, I used all the wood on Thursday evening and came beach house so I didn’t need to split more wood for the fireplace. I said nothing.