Arly had Saturday off for a change, so in the morning we decided to head north for some Copper Harbor adventures.
|Before we left, we took a photo of the snow,|
gradually sliding off the kitchen's roof.
|On the way up the peninsula, things are looking nice and snowy.|
|We heard they were grooming a new trail at the end of Hwy 41.|
|This is going to be a great snowy adventure.|
|We passed the Point Trail.|
|Younger mutts think they're fast.|
|But older ones like the packed trails and cooler temps.|
|I smelled vermin out here.|
|It was just above freezing all day, which is why Arly wasn't out|
grooming. He says, the snow gets like pudding at these temps.
|We stopped for a photo at the Horseshoe Harbor turn off.|
|Oh dear, seems they are grooming right through a creek.|
We couldn't find a way around it and turned back.
|On our way back, we met friendly mutts!|
|Younger mutts like to tussle!|
While older ones prefer to meet everyone.
|Everyone likes to get acquainted.|
|Ya, no one ever touches us at our house.|
|I hope we can come see you at your brewery some day!|
|On the way home, we admired the tall snow drifts in|
the Mohawk area. Gee it's not even that snowy of a year!