I had to go over and follow the shore until I saw the dock which I fell through a couple of summer ago when I was canoing with Ethan. It scared him as I was busy bleeding alot as i had scraped my shin from knee to ankle. At last I see the pier and set off up the hill through snow up to my knees towards the cabin and the line fence. I will just have to follow the line fence until I can recognize where the trail goes west.
The snow was so deep, I considered giving up a couple of time, but I picked up the moose trail that I followed along the lake again and they had broken trail up past the cabin to the first meadow where some poor pioneer (Joe?)had apparently tried to provide sustenance for his horses and cattle.
Found the hole through the fence going west and again prevaricated as to whether this was going to be way too tough a slog to be bothered going on. Well, this is suppose to be part of my training program for the Prague Marathon, and it is a bright sunny day so I carry on for another half hour before deciding to have a sit down and a cup of tea.
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