MOUNTAIN LIFE - Blue Mountains | Winter 2020

32 riverbank singletrack. Mostly, though, we laughed our arses off riding the kicksled. Our kicksled sees little use on the salt- and gravel-plastered sidewalks of our little hometown, so the discovery of a small, unused road—recently plowed but with a squishy layer of fresh, light snow— was the stuff of dreams. And it was right out the door of our cabin. Our yearling pups were wild and unruly on their first attempt in the harness, but they managed to get the gist of it: Run! Run forward, run fast. Just not into the trees, please. Sprinting with the dogs, warming by the fire, drinking in the solitude—our rejuvenation scheme did the trick. We resolved to make it an annual adventure. This year, we head into the holiday season with more than a little light at the end of our tunnel. Cabin bliss, here we come. Just holding out for another stellar storm cycle. That’s just around the corner, right?