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| Breaking trail in about 6-8 inches on a narrow "one Siberian wide" trail. Max and Zorro glancing back at me to say, "Hey dude - narrow trail, breaking trail - put that camera away and keep in sync!" |
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| Max out in front leading the way. You cannot see the trail - but it is there as a well-packed base under the fresh snow. It always amazing me how well Max and Zorro can stay on a hidden trail and not fall off the edges into much deeper snow. As soon as the hidden trail gets too narrow to skijor shoulder-to-shoulder, they automatically drop into single file configuration. Smart Guys! |
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| A look back at our tracks ascending up the Little French Gulch trail. We took a quick break here before heading back down. The sun was nice enough to break out of the clouds to warm me a bit during the break. It was 4 degrees when we started with a strong, gusting wind - so, the brief sun was much appreciated! |
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| Apparently I took too long taking a break in the sun. Max and Zorro, tired of waiting for me, decide to go "head dunking" and exploring off the trail. Wonder who found the best buried treasures? |
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| Ah - apparently Max's treasure hole was the most interesting. Here comes Zorro to help explore. Don't worry, I flipped the gangline over the poor little tree behind Zorro before he could snap the tree in half! :-) |
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