Here is the last day of adventure and the ski out.
|Another glorious morning to be in a yurt, camping and in|
da snow. Oh and I'm hunting first thing!
|Back across the snow bridge we romp.|
|On the ski trail, a Fisher had been romping down it earlier.|
|We tromped over to the top of the ski hill on our way to the west vista.|
|We haven't been here in years!|
|While here, some friendly people from Appleton|
came by just to scratch me. No one ever does that!
|Next, we zipped down the Overlook Trail. It really did go down!|
|We love the old growth hemlock forest.|
|It was getting sort of soft for bounding.|
|Impressive dead fall!|
|Late in the day, I stopped for a cooling drink in the Union River.|
It was so pretty.
|When we got home, I was hungry.|
|It was a busy, busy day for an almost-9-yo trail mutt. I just couldn't stay up any longer.|
|Finally, the next morning we packed up and head|
back to civilization. I hauled out the garbage, as usual.
Trail mutts do that sort of thing.
|The pileated woodpeckers have been busy.|
|Back across Union River.|
|Snow pack is going down fast, but skiing was fine.|
|Tree's that had fallen across the ski trail some time ago.|
|I hope you can join us for our annual fall cabin-to-cabin adventure!|