(Above) This is the Fox River. It
had some overflow. I got to the bank, sled and all, and not seeing which
way to proceed, stopped and was instantly stuck. I had to stomp the
area with snowshoes. Kenny came down to help. We uncoupled the sled and
we got the machine down the bank to the Fox. I went back and forth for a
distance to pack the trail, but there was a bit of water between the ice
and the snow. This picture is of my Tundra packing down snow in the Fox.
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Location: Fox River, approx Mile 77.
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(Above) Kenny had no choice but to come
down into the Fox, leaving his sled on the slope. He did not get stuck
coming into the Fox, but once there he got stuck getting out. It was his
turn to don the snowshoes and stomp a trail on the bank towards where I
had been stuck, as this picture shows. Dense trees make this an eerie
place.
I had no trouble getting out of the
creek, and after a while we extricated ourselves and the sleds and went to
White Mountain to spend the night.
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Location: Fox River.
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