Last Minute Job
3 Feb 2006
A Sun Dog captured while driving up in the morning
Two days before Dad left for the Cordilleran Roundup Show, we acquired a property for ourselves at the last minute. After driving four and a half hours, we arrived at our access road. It appeared someone had already used it, so we unloaded the two Bearcat snowmobiles and set off. We had scarcely gone 200 metres and the road was blocked by a fallen spruce tree. When I followed the moose tracks to scout ahead, the snow was waist deep (those poor moose!). Bjorn made a short detour beside the tree and so we followed. Little did we know this was only the beginning of a long trail breaking process. The snow was definitely much deeper up north than back home. Lots of trees can't handle the weight of the snow and fall across the trail.
A Sun Dog captured while driving up in the morning
Two days before Dad left for the Cordilleran Roundup Show, we acquired a property for ourselves at the last minute. After driving four and a half hours, we arrived at our access road. It appeared someone had already used it, so we unloaded the two Bearcat snowmobiles and set off. We had scarcely gone 200 metres and the road was blocked by a fallen spruce tree. When I followed the moose tracks to scout ahead, the snow was waist deep (those poor moose!). Bjorn made a short detour beside the tree and so we followed. Little did we know this was only the beginning of a long trail breaking process. The snow was definitely much deeper up north than back home. Lots of trees can't handle the weight of the snow and fall across the trail.
Bjorn checking our location halfway there
Bjorn didn't get stuck very often, but us girls, having lesser driving skills seemed to be continually digging the snowmachine out. It was a 4km trail and partway through was a pretty little lake. We thought maybe we had arrived but realized we were only half way. At least it was a beautiful sunny day. When we reached the big lake three and a half hours later, we were already exhausted from breaking the trail. We paused for a lunch break and reluctantly met the next leg of the journey. This involved 4 to 6kms of driving on a large lake that was 100% slush. Whatever you do you must not stop unless you're on shore. We managed to do a few lengths that day and finished the next day. The staking was in good forest, so at least something went right.
Bjorn didn't get stuck very often, but us girls, having lesser driving skills seemed to be continually digging the snowmachine out. It was a 4km trail and partway through was a pretty little lake. We thought maybe we had arrived but realized we were only half way. At least it was a beautiful sunny day. When we reached the big lake three and a half hours later, we were already exhausted from breaking the trail. We paused for a lunch break and reluctantly met the next leg of the journey. This involved 4 to 6kms of driving on a large lake that was 100% slush. Whatever you do you must not stop unless you're on shore. We managed to do a few lengths that day and finished the next day. The staking was in good forest, so at least something went right.
Katarina, Ruth, and Bjorn pause for a lunch break at a summer fly-in camp
