December 17, 2011

Hauling the tree

Is this not the epitome of decorating? Much like childbirth, we quickly forget the struggles next time 'round
Cataract Creek is where we had our permit this year. Does that not sound like a retirement destination?
We were battling a fierce wind and both of men's skidoos were acting up that day. Bill's skidoo would start in Calgary fine but would not tolerate the elevation difference. Sean's troubles were more self-inflicted, he left the kill switch on.



Eskimo kiss!
Two peas in a komatuk here



















 faller and bucker I am not















 
but I did help get the tree on the roof rack.



When we got home we donned the beaut with fishy tacky.. I mean tackle, and voila

Merry Christmas!


 This is the aftermath of our Christmas. I look taller in this pic don't you think?
(maybe to Muggins)



















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