As Yvonne can attest to, running long distances in the snow with me as a running partner is not always easy, with my black cloud ready to arrive at any moment. But Dave swears he'll stuff me full of Reece's peanut butter cups and that's all it will take. Well, maybe a little more than that...
Running the Highland trail:
Notice there are no dogs around. They're way up ahead, laughing at their good fortune of free-running all winter while we pull the sleds. The two partners in crime. Still smiling- first run went off without a hitch. Well no major hitches, just some minors ones involving off-trail wanderings, thin ice and some healthy sled-kicking. Just working out the kinks.
Of course, my new friend, the little orange guy in the picture, needs a name. So if you see us out there, it's Me and Jiggs:
"Me and my friends in the park drinking beer underneath the tree
Lying on your back as the sun goes down, you know it's perfect 'cause you've got to leave.
On a Saturday night in a town like this I forget all my songs about trains
A bar with a jukebox you on my arm heaven and earth are pretty much the same.
And I'm not sure I can make you stay
Sun's going down it's the end of the day..."
Next up, finally a couple trip posts...