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..~