The rain left a crust on the snow this morning. Not a quiet gentle glide through the woods, this. Instead of ice augers buzzing, I contend with my own skis chafing through the ice granules, like a rusty saw through knotty wood. Some chafe.
Sabbady Point is open this morning so I don't quite make it to landfall before turning around. The back ache tells me I need more strengthening exercises for the backside. Always something.
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