In Transition

The ride back home on the evening of December 6th was indeed a bit hairy! The first incident was on Route 17 just past the Height of the Land. The road was still patchy with snow and ice from the small storm on the 5th and moose just love salt. I approached one darling swamp donkey kneeling in the road licking the salt! Thankfully, the Lord helped me avoid it..I have two young witnesses who were as fearful of the event as I was, adrenalin just a pumping after the event! Voices affirmed, "You did good Mom, you did good! I thought we were going to hit it!" We continued to see three other moose enjoying the same flavor as the first, but we saw their beedy little eyes much sooner.
The dirt road to home however was another story. Simply destroyed by the previous week's warm weather, the hunters and loggers had rutted the road up aweful. What was once some good cruising at 35-40mph this summer was transformed into a slow, 5-10mph mess. Friday it was mud, by Sunday night the weather had gotten colder and the ruts were now deep, frozen solid, and evidence of mutliple vehicles that had traveled every which way, in hopes to select the best path were obvious and treacherous.
After an hour, we arrived safely. We got our last load of wood on Monday, stacked it on the porch, cleaned up the yard, and we are officially ready for Winter! Today is December 9th, we are currently getting a nice snow storm, a predicted 9-14 inches. By the time I head home again on Friday, the ruts will be a non-issue...at least not muddy ones! Almost time to fire up them sleds!
Until Next time...