On a whim, I skied down to the creek crossing that I used to use years ago when I lived farther down the road. It is upstream from a beaver dam, so there's a wide, shallow pond there. It is starting to melt:
Linden trotted out onto it and both front paws sank into the slush, so she backed out. Autumn didn't go near it. There is a reason that Autumn was a lead dog! Linden knows her commands very well, but I would not trust her to make a judgement call with her own little brain.
The crossing we use nowadays is still frozen solid, but it's slick on top now:
When I got home, I considered putting away my skis, but decided to hold out hope for another weekend! I mean, what if temperatures drop, and it snows this week? In the same vein, I considered changing to summer tires, but decided against it. May 1st is the deadline to remove studs hereabouts. I did, however, put away the flashy and reflector thingies. We will have no more runs/walks in darkness:
Happy spring!
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