Day 6

We’re still exploring the theme ‘it’s all in the detail’.

I’m guessing that this means that we are going to set the scene in such a manner that the reader is going to feel like they are there.

Like, for instance, that day I left the hotel at Lake Louise in Canada and drove just up the road to the gas station to fill the tank before setting out for Calgary.

It was cold, so cold it hurt to breathe. So cold, I started to lose feeling in my cheeks. I’d never felt so cold since I was out for a walk in Chicago.

I was reminded of a story I once read, where the protagonist hid a gun in a petrol tank on a base in the Arctic because petrol didn’t freeze.

And on a holiday in Canberra, Australia, the water in the car’s radiator froze overnight.

But these are my experiences and not necessarily those of the reader who more than likely has never been to any or all of those places, so there’s no relevance to them.

Everyone knows what it’s like to be cold, but not necessarily freezing cold. I will have to work on my scene-setting details so they are relevant for everyone.

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It was hard to tell whether it was the cold or fear that made me shiver. It certainly was cold, I’d been out in the rain, and once when it was snowing, but then the wind had not been blowing, nor had the droplets of rain, or the flakes of snow insidiously found their way down the back of my neck.

I had left in such a hurry I had no time to find my anorak, or my scarf, and the rollneck jumper would have to suffice. it was a pity all I had under that was a T-shirt, and was regretting not taking my brother’s advice that morning and wearing a thicker shirt or thermal underwear.

A sudden gust, and a spray of sleet in my face, made me shiver. Perhaps the cold would kill me long before the men hunting for me.

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It needs refinement, but it’s a start.

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©  Charles Heath  2025