Frosty Weasel Mountain

It’s been super cold this week in late September as the winds shift to the North. We have lots of wind and rain in Dupuis Bay and spend four days working on a leaky roof. But we get cabin fever and the Weasel and I attempt a booty call to the Mrs. Yet winds from the North make a landing and climb to Muscle Mountain impossible from Daddy-O dock. So we land on a small beach south of Sunset Island and hike to newly christened “Frosty Weasel Mountain” – a new and worthy site for a booty call back home. And that’s worth a toast…