The second trip to the White Mtns was not nearly as exciting as the first (White Mountains Mar 4), but that's not necessarily a bad thing. With all the overflow encountered on the last trip, I planned to mostly use Spuds in lead with Barney, since Chappy is deathly afraid of overflow. While he's somewhat of a reluctant lead dog, Spuds did great on this trip, as he and Barney took the team through all the bad sections of trail with no problems. The one odd thing that happened was that the moose kill we passed on the last trip, which originally was about a mile or two from the cabin, apparently was drug nearby, since every time I let a dog run loose for a few minutes, they'd come back with another bone. Had quite a collection by the time we left.
