The other day Carlon asked if I would like to accompany him while he checked the trapline. I nervously said yes. This may sound like a trivial task, but "checking the traps" means, getting in a ski plane and flying to the area (only about 8 min. away) and landing on a remote lake.
We loaded into the plane, with my cross country skis at my side, because, let's be honest, just checking traps is not all that interesting to me, and off we went. It was my first time to ride in a plane with skis and I have to admit, it felt a little unnerving to think we could land on what used to be water, yet at the same time it felt pretty exciting to think I was landing on what used to be water!
We flew over the area to get an idea of where I would ski. Once on the ground, I clicked on my skis and off I went, nothing but beautiful snow ahead of me! It was an exhilarating experience. On top of all that, the sun decided to peek out just as I started off to ski. I met Carlon at the end of the lake just as he finished checking the last trap. So, we loaded up and headed home. Although, it was an unsuccessful trapping day, it was most successful in time well spent!
It really doesn't cease to amaze me at the many opportunities that await me here and that are right at my fingertips. What may seem like a crazy adventure, most often is just another day when living out here.
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Reading your blog always makes me happy! I love you & miss you, Brandey!!!
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