Snowshoe Motel Fine Art and Gifts
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- High-speed internet in room
- Wireless internet connection in public areas
- Breakfast Available
- Reduced mobility rooms
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... at the top of the massive hill when I hit a tree. I never saw it coming. I rammed into it so hard it threw me backwards into a clump of brush. I did indeed bounce off, just not in the direction I wanted to go. I tried to reverse myself out of this predicament, but I needed Josh's Marine strength to pull the skis back into the trail. "HELLOO," I called up the hill to Josh. "I need help!" "Ok, I'm coming!" he yelled back. "No rush- it's not serious," I responded. I stepped off ...
... was the foot caught in the trap, however. Something came along and ate the rest of the marten. We were very upset at this gruesome discovery!!! But, such is the risks of trapping, so we reset the trap and continued on our way. We finally reached the Flats. I would soon be wishing for the mountains and branches again, however. There was enough snow on the Flats to drive a snowmachine over, but it was the bare minimum amount. Really, we needed another four more ...
... of things flashed through my brain at this instant, as I did not realize we had set up a cubby here at this tree. My first thought was, "Oh ****, I'm going to be eaten." When I realized it had a paw caught in a trap, I then thought, as it snarled at me, "Oh ****, it's going to lunge at me." When I realized the chain was too short, I then thought, "Awww, poor thing," and urged Josh to dispatch it quickly to end it's misery. All ...
... heading away into hibernation. Near dusk, we thought we should stake out Half Moon Lake. Josh sat there briefly a few nights ago to check out the activity, and had seen numerous tracks and heard a bull rake. We followed the Crossing down out of the mountains where it dumped into the lake. We sat there in the mossy tundra, calling, watching, amd waiting. All of us fell asleep at some point or another, the mossy land providing comfort. It was cold out. We spotted a muskrat in ...
... and comfy for the few weeks we would be in the wild. Friday, September 12, we made our way to Tok amd stayed overnight at Josh's family's home, then hit the trail early Friday morning. Wayne and Josh both had wheelers with huge meat trailers heavily loaded down with supplies and food, everything we three people would need for two weeks. I drove Dad's four wheeler with a small wagon, filled with the lighter essentials amd a big green tub of the dry goods. The trip was slow ...