Bushwhacking
The skies were clear and the views awesome. Mt. Abraham looms in the background.
A short distance later we drank tea and ate granola bars on the porch of a friend's camp.
My snowshoes took a break too!
On our route back to the Emily Proctor Trail my dear friend Erika could not resist capturing my face-plant in the snow.
As I struggled to get up she offered nothing but laughes. With my feet tangled behind me and the deep snow this proved difficult. I think I called her a B&@!#h.
Finally success! Just remember, every dog has his day! This ends another great snowshoe adventure in the Vermont Forests!
