The annual trek into the bush to get our Christmas tree was a Lynn Lake ritual. The trouble was that the good trees were only visible in the summer. You’d have to tag the tree and hope someone else didn’t cut it down before you did! December temperatures would often dip below -39C so you had to know where you were going and take your tree fast – before you froze to the spot where you were standing. A frozen trunk wasn’t always the easiest thing to chop or saw through, either!