After an ungodly early start to my day i finally arrived. Sandy was kind enough to meet me at the airport and take me to the store.
Did i say “joy“? I meant freakin’ terrifying! Especially when you’re on a dogsled and the snow is packed hard and extra slippy.
Once we were down at the bottom, it was straight home across the river. We settled in by the fire for a long day of talk takes, Sandy’s oatmeal stout and visitors- Sandy, Glenn & Scott.
Dinner? Pork two ways w/ vegetable rice.