Yes! I saw them miles away - slogging along. Robin with a heavy back-pack and Liz pushing a sled. By the time I saw them I had let Bella off and she charged to them - but couldn't quite decide if she knew them so would run back and forth between us. Finally she realized it was her good buddies and excitedly greeted them.
In this photo, Robin and Liz are two tiny dots at the forest line about half and a bit across.
Here they are a bit closer - as you can see - a gorgeous day, cold -25 or colder but still and everything frosted with snow.
I met up with another gal named Flo and her two dogs - Mona and Mojo and we decided to find the tent as neither of us had ever been. The dogs were a snarling pack of ninnys but we decided they could work it out and wear themselves out at the same time. And so they did.
Here is the tent - see the pipe coming out? we unzipped and went in, dogs and all, still warm from Robin and Liz's fire and the smell of the spruce boughs on the ground was intoxicating. How I long to spend a night there. Will I be able to convince the fella? Who knows.
this is a pretty crappy picture but it is of the firebox and you can see a bit of a low shelf with tea fixings on it and the boughs that make up the floor.
here is the light coming through the canvas...oh I want to be there!
the dogs run ahead of us coming out of the woods to the shoreline.