I took Ron to show him my glorious sink hole I made earlier today. I said, THERE IT IS. And promptly made another one, this one to mid thigh. Ron made one to mid calf. He got out, tried to help me, he sank again. I, of course, continued to laugh. He tried pulling me sideways, WRONG. I did what I had done before, started crawling, hitting the snow to be sure my hands would sink. He got in front of me. I got to my knees. I struggled to get to my feet. I walked so much up and down hills today, I am so tired, my knees are tired, my back is tired, my backside is tired, Frankly tired all over.
*****Fact: Stay on the snowmobile trails. Do not deviate under any circumstances. There is a hole waiting with your name in it!
I love you blog and I don't comment on it often enough. Thank you so much for sharing it. I envy your adventure! Mighty Mouse
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