On Tuesday Mark asked if we'd like to head up the peninsula to ski somewhere.   Of course I said "yes!" for my pack.
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| The trail mutts wondered what's taking so long! | 
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| Now we're heading west along the edge of town. | 
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| Looks as if Sam had groomed today. | 
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| This is a snow dog's heaven! | 
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| Now we're heading east into Fort Wilkins State park. | 
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| I'll run close to Sandy, so everyone thinks we're using a lead. | 
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| We ski past the park's main entrance. | 
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| We stop to see the concession building. | 
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| And read old announcements. | 
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| Us trail mutts can bound in the deep snow here. | 
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| Through the fort again. | 
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| Almost back. | 
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| Me and my pal Bella had such a nice romp here today. | 















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