It’s poopsicle season again


And there’s Chico excavating one.
But we made it to the only slightly buried weaves and I galumphed up and back on snow shoes.


Second set was clean, but the first time through I don’t think he believed we were really doing this. We could take our time and he didn’t slip. And neither did I.
The river is doing wonderful things as it gets colder.



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