So, my best friend, Ms W, is carrying her baby to be (Emma-Lizzie), so I'm hopeful.. we won't have to brave the power lines this winter, surely not! So, I foolishly promise that if we get a good snow storm and there is sufficient fresh, light fluffy snow on the
ground...
I'll do it, I'll do those darn scary steep power lines again. Well, did I eat my words. Just a couple of days later.. it snowed, boy... did it snow!!!Whatleigh being pregnant and in need of as
much adventure as she can possibly squeeze in, her first email of the day promptly says ....."So, are we doing power lines today?" I guess a promise is a promise. So we did. I had 8 fearless monsters and Ms W had 9 courageous, eager to run... power line eating maniacs. It seemed so tame at first, yeah, tame..... up and up, over and over the rollers, twisty turny, up and up, down and up and then there it was ... the horizon, the drop off, but wait... I see Ms W take a sharp left hand turn. "What the heck!" There was a new side cut kinda trail to the left, she took it!!! Damn it... it was fast, turny an oh, did I mention scary with 90 deg sharp sharp turns? Did I mention the TREE, yeah the one that is totally in the way??? Of course now the dogs are charging, hungry for more more more ... out of the woods we fly and down down down the never ending roller coaster of steepness. Baby EE must have been doing a jig and a half, I know my stomach was !!
Crazy musher gals.....
