
We drove up Oklahoma road to where they stopped plowing. Dave, Kel and Amy strapped on their snow shoes. They had the sleek, plastic, modern shoes with built in cramp-ons, which worked well on the icy, uneven snow. My shoes are the more traditional, made from wood and rawhide, much longer and wider than modern designs. Since the snow was compacted enough to hold my weight , I tied my snowshoes to the toboggan instead of wearing them.

As soon as I harnessed Walter Dawg to the toboggan he took off like he’d been shot from a cannon. He didn’t stop until the sled got wedged in a rut.

Dave was keeping track of miliage. We had gone a little over 2 miles at this point. He said we should go another 20 minutes before turning around, so we headed up Cabbage Creek Road.

We walked up to the intersection with Cabbage Creek Road. It was relatively warm, with the temperature hovering around 34f.

On the return trip I decided to give Walter Dawg a break and haul the pulk for awhile. The Fire Brigade rescue belt made a good harness for pulling the sled. I clipped the shafts to the D rings and was able to haul the load hands free.

The snow has melted considerably over the past several weeks. I am hoping there will be enough to left to sled our gear in when Andy and I go camping up here next weekend.

Dave and Kellie headed back to the trucks and on home. Amy and I stopped about a quarter mile out to look about and have some lunch.

I kindled a fire using one of my home-made firestarters. We roasted hotdogs for lunch.

We scouted out a few campsites on our way back to the truck. I am looking forward to snow camp with brother Andy next weekend.

We stopped by Wy’East Vinyards for a glass of wine on our way home.
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