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a day playing in the snow A long, pleasant enough day, in a pretty place... But not very productive. Only one deer checked, and no samples taken for chronic wasting disease. And no, it wasn't because I spent 86 minutes getting out of here: The digging out snow for 80 minutes wasn't so bad. It was the six minutes turning around on that slope (it's a lot steeper than it looks) that was hairy. Ended up dropping my back end over the edge down the slope and gunning the back tires, with the front ones hooked on the edge of the road, to spin us in place until we'd turned. Fun. And contrary to what the wife said, I obviously did not know better than to drive into that. Been busting through drifts higher than the hood for almost a half mile before that one, cold and crusted hard on a north face, stopped me. If I'd made it to the gate, I'd have been fine. And besides, if I hadn't wasted 86 minutes out there, I would have missed having this fellow jump across the road in front of me 23 minutes later. |
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