On Sunday afternoon, we headed NE to Copper Harbor, to romp on their ski trails before our snow season ends.
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| A west wind was blowing today. |
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| Plenty of base and firm everywhere. |
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| We hardly seen a soul, anywhere here. I guess it's now officially there off season. |
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| This is the trail headed towards the camp ground at Ft Wilkins. |
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| There were lots of interesting things to sniff. |
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| Old dogs still feel good as long as there's snow. |
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| We cross the outlet creek of Lake Fanny Hooe. |
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| It was running pretty good! |
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| We pretended to be the Fort's guard dogs. |
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| Let's go! |
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| There was lots of tree debris, thanks to the shrinking base. |
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| Skiing was kinda sketchy in the shadows, but great in the sun. |
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| And where's that Wally now? |
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| Oh there he is. |
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| I found some live game! He made me nervous. |
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| It was a very busy day, between going to church and visiting Copper Harbor. |
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