This morning was most likely our finale of the 2017/2018 Skijor Season.
|Most of the day's outing looked like this! A narrow "ribbon of death" to try and|
skijor with my pals.
We did find a few patches of skiable snow. Here is a look at the morning's "good" conditions:
|At least there is enough snow to open up the skijoring engine.|
But, these open patches were rare and short-lived.
First off, here is goofy Jack rolling snow angels before we even got started on the run:
|"It's snow, it's snow, don't care if we haven't started!" demonstrates silly Jack.|
"Really kid? Come on, we have to get going before it all melts!" declares Zorro.
|"He's busy, let's PLAY!" says Jack baiting Zorro.|
Of course, Zorro fell for it and a tumbleweed of Siberians broke out after this :)
|"It's still 'toes on snow'! I'm having a blast!" declares happy Zorro.|
"Aaaahhhh, love rolling in snow!" demonstrates silly Jack.
|"Boring!!! BOOOORRRRIIIIINNNGGG! Can we go yet?!?" asks yawning Zorro who is|
clearly unimpressed with my equipment needs :)
"We may be stopping often; but I'm still having a BLAST!" declares happy Jack.
|"Woooooo. Just Wooooo!" exclaims talkative Rudy.|
"How about giving us quiet & mature fellas some treats?" say patient Zorro and Jack.
A short run on sketchy conditions to end a strange season: 2.1 miles traveled with 400 feet of elevation climbed and a top speed of 14 MPH.
We started the season with Max & Zorro. We lost Max suddenly and out of no where. We had cute little Jack drop in our laps to lift our spirits. We watched Jack grow and mature into a happy young sled dog. We had adorable little "talk a lot" Rudy drop in our laps to provide even more daily entertainment. What a strange 2017/2018 skijor season!
2017/2018 Season to Date: 55 days on the trails covering 340.5 miles with 33,350 feet of elevation climbed.