…but I can’t complain too much. It’s what he does. Some guys drink, gamble, screw around. Some flirt, turn into sports junkies, internet hounds, live round two through their kids. Workaholics. Mine taps trees. There are worse things. Every spring, or every time the temperature stays freezing at night and ventures into the plus 32 during the day, the sap flows and he’s tapping sugar maples at camp about 3