Saturday I really wanted to go skiing. Then the person I was going to go with couldn't go. Then I wanted to go snowshoeing. Then the person I was going to go with wasn't going. So I was at the high school rodeo with my family watching my brother rope and my grandpa said, "I have snowshoes, why don't you just walk across your field?" And so I did. Not only did he have snowshoes, he had 65 year old antique wooden snowshoes that he used to use when he was trapping muskrats for $.75 a pelt. They were really awesome.
Here is Ruger and I, ready for our adventure:
This is when Ruger found a skunk den. We didn't see any skunks, thank goodness.
I just think it is awesome to be able to walk right out your back door and do fun things. The farm is a different place covered in snow. I've gone over it a million times walking, running, moving pipe, or in the tractor, but it was really cool in the snow.