Here is where it really starts to get beautiful.
A few trees planted on a blanket of white, draped over
the soft rolling hills, just begging someone to ride through.
I get all tickled inside with excitement!

On one turn, I broke off the road and climbed up a creek into a clearcut,
while Sean took the road around a nob hill,
We met up on top but chuck was nowhere to be seen
so we headed back down to find him.

We found him back on the road, with an overheated sled but it didn't take long and we were breaking the crest where winter really takes a hold!