It was such a beautiful day, that I (Jen) decided to brave skijouring with Isabel in the chariot without Scotty. My first clue came when I came to a sign (which hadn't been there before) which read: "Congratulations you made it. Turn around and go the other way." On our way back we ran into a whole bunch of people on skiis, many of which had dogs with them. They all kept inferring that I was in the lead. It was then that I realized they must have had a 5k race going on as part of the Winterfest activities in the park. I was so concerned about wrecking since all the dogs wanted to tangle with my dogs, it took me awhile to figure it out.

The view in front of me.

The view behind. I kept being paranoid that Isabel couldn't breathe in her little cocoon so I kept unhooking, and going to check on her. She was always fine, usually sleeping. When we got home even her cheeks were pretty warm.

There was a set of fresh wolf tracks, which had the dogs sniffing and going a little crazy. Here you see Cleo's paw print right next to the wolf's for comparison. I learned later that a wolf was seen chasing a caribou right through our housing area this morning.

Just pretty scenery on the way back.

Pretty scenery on the way in.