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~Mush~

Face to the wind icicled hair head laden so. Dogs are in mush, lakes a plateau. White stricken wind horizontal flow moccasin's laced to the knee on rail's stood. Five team in tow beards split in two. Trapper's on trail he carved all in team. Cabin's a way's of the point they'd just past. Dogs in the front whiteout's behind trapline's ahead a week now in age. Uphill through the cedar to marsh other side. Hudson bay paid a century ago, now ways of the Trapper in legend. . . . . . . . not in Tow..~
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Posted: Dec 2009

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jazzy75
Bentlee - great tribute and write...I've always be fascinated by dog sledding...but it sounds so cold...lol! cold
amahlala
Sort of reminded me of the Iditarod! Loved watching the start every year in Alaska and keeping track of the race! thumbs up
Bentleeonline today!
Lol Jazzy you're a Texan-ette an a cold you'll maybe never know. Oh yeah i've gone on the snowmobile with a wind chill of minus seventy while riding. So cold brrr lol. Ty for your thoughts:) lol cheer's with a hot tody.
Bentleeonline today!
Hi Ama, yeah it does eh. Love to watch that race. They enter from all over the world too. Cheers girl, hope all's well. Ty. :)
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