Like a Pack of Wild Dogs

. . . or two dachshunds and two beagles.

I just got back from an interesting trip to Marquette. It was supposed to be a trip filled with sledding, snowshoeing, and biking, but sickness set in again. It turned into a weekend of severe sore throats and earaches.

It was severely painful!

I did get some sledding in, however. I went to Crook's Hill Saturday night for some socializing. On Sunday, I sled for an hour. The rest of my weekend was spent at my friend Sandee's house trying to ease the pain. We played a mean game of Monopoly with her daughter, Kortney, and took it pretty easy.

The following pictures are the highlights of the weekend.


Giant snowman at Crook's Hill next to the warming shack.


Owner Steve playing the trumpet for the sledders as Cleo sings along.


The upper gate of the sled hill/luge run. The hill is usually so fast that traditional sleds are not allowed from the upper gate. Snowpants, couch cushions, cardboard, and plastic bags are.


Marjoram, Blossom, Shiloh, and Coriander.


Coriander and Kortney sleeping on the couch.