Tripping Out...

For the past twenty years or so, my friend Bill and I try to do a dog trip (White Mountains Trip 3/29/09). Some years we managed two and even made it to Tanana, a run of fifty miles by dog team, after doing a tour of the White Mtns. But lately we haven't been so ambitious, old age and bad luck have combined to limit what we can still do with our dogs. So this year we planned a simple overnight trip to a cabin in the "park" (A Ride in the Park 7/8/16).
Pretty fast run into the cabin, so had lot's of time to relax while still taking good care of the dogs. Spending time at these remote cabins, with no computer, cell phone, or T.V. reception really gives you time to just sit, talk and solve most of the worlds problems. It snowed a bit overnight, but not enough to slow things down. The ride back out went great until I missed a turn and crashed about a mile from the trailhead. The only thing damaged, besides my pride, was the brush bow on the sled and that's what it's there for, to protect the sled.

Bill took this photo as we arrived at the cabin. Dogs were still pretty perky and could have run a lot further.

Bill heading out the next day. He seemed pleased with his dog run.

The dogs were furiously barking when Bill was getting ready to leave, but they all stopped at once as soon as he was gone. Then Jabba began to howl and they serenaded me for a while. Pretty much fun!