We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
In our part of the US Northeast, we have these seasons of recreation:
- doing exciting things in NYC or Boston, cultural stuff or sports-watching - skiing if you can afford it - hiking if not too icy, or snow-shoeing - Paddle tennis - sweat when it's 10 degrees F, at night under lights - Deer hunting if you can stand the boredom ( I can not, but I like to eat them)
- Planning or planting the damn gardens - why do we bother? - Fly fishing - Turkey hunting - Hikes
- Boating, and saltwater fishing - Presidential Range hikes, with bugs - Weeding the f-ing gardens - Vacations on salt water or in the mountains, with swims - mowing the meadows in August - Outdoor tennis - just a wonderful joy - Skeet, trap, and clays - to get back into it
- bird hunting, duck hunting - best time for mountain hiking - Fox hunting - for needed insane adrenaline - best time for Euroland trips - chain saw fun, and stocking up on firewood
- horse-riding, indoors or out - Tennis, indoors or out
With a world-wide readership, what do you like? Or do you live in a place without seasons?
Biking. In winter we plan a bike trip. In the spring we get the miles in to train for the bike trip. In the summer, we do the bike trip.. a few days, staying in cheap hotels along the way ... in the fall, we remember the bike trip.
In my neck of the woods, October is devoted to antelope hunting.
Spot and stalk. One moment you are belly crawling inch by inch through prickly pear, the next you are running flat out like an Apache. Then crouching still as a statue, trying not to blink. And all the while trying to stay downwind and never being skylighted or silhouetted. Very few things equal the satisfaction of putting a long slow painstaking stalk on a buck and finally getting him. And boy does the beer taste good back at camp, too.
Winter--skiing, fly fishing...tailwaters below the reservoirs but not if it is much below freezing as the guides ice up
Spring---same as winter except fewer crowds skiing. Still tailwater fly fishing and waiting for the runoff
Summer--often still opportunities for skiing in June, peak runoff so fly fishing is a challenge until late July and August. Anything in the mountains is good
Fall--September 1 is the dove opener and the beginning of upland bird season (the dog is ready) grouse and pheasant too and the pheasant season extends thru next January (some conflict with skiing so your choice). Also big game season with elk and deer beginning in September (muzzleloader and archery and then rifle. Moose or sheep if you are lucky in the draw. Some of the best fly fishing in the fall until big snows.
And year round golf if you are so inclined.
It's great to live in Colorado.
Here in Georgia we have four seasons but there's not much difference between them.
But winter is a hoot.
When there is a mention that there MIGHT be a snow flurry the store shelves look like the ones in Venezuela.