Postcards from the edge

Postcards from the edge
Tales of (mis)adventure from abroad

Daily Escape

Daily Escape

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The sun was warm, but I could feel the cold air rushing past my face. It felt like some sort of contradiction, really. Every kick at the trail below sent little pieces of snow flying like a miniature explosion, digging a small hole that quickly disappeared behind me. I couldn’t believe he was finally pulling me. I let myself be carried. The trees slid past me effortlessly, it was a peaceful moment. I had never been this way before. “Woah Big, woah!” I looked around…I couldn’t believe this was basically my backyard. You see, freedom exists here also, daily.


There are 5 comments.

  1. comment number 1 by: J-P

    Wowww, was that the fabulous morning you told me about??!!
    What a great picture. Yeah, winter rocks in Quebec and people do not seem to realize it. I`m proud you did.
    Keep it on daddy!!!

  2. comment number 2 by: Yannick

    Well, it was one of those morning (I dogsled every morning). You’re right, winter does rock in quebec, just don’t say it too loud at this point in time (early april).

  3. comment number 3 by: J-D

    So you finally got that Big Baby to pull your sled? What great exercise for a dog!

  4. comment number 4 by: Yannick

    Oh yeah, he’s pulling.


    As the vet said: “he’s got the heart rate of an athlete” (now THAT made me proud). He’s on as strict a training program as my kickboxing students training for competition. I have big hopes for my baby. :)

  5. comment number 5 by: Martina

    well I hope we can still get a double hitch and Kuro in on the fun for next year. Just imagine the power of the two of them combined… if we do, I want to take them out at least once too! 😛

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