Here she comes . . .

………………………………. flat out alongside a wee tributary of Bush Creek. It was really chilly after an unpleasant frost+wind combo. But when the sun came out? Much better. Missy was racing around non-stop as though she hadn’t been anywhere fun for ages, which is probably true! Yes there’s ice in that water.

I’ve been making good progress this afternoon with Fridtjof Nansen’s ‘Furthest North’. It’s an incredible tale of almost unbelievable hardships. I’m nearly 7/8ths of the way through now and they still don’t know exactly where they are, well up in the vast reaches of the northern Arctic.