Sunday, March 9, 2014

Springbreak

My snowshoe trails transforme from a solid to a liquid form and runs hurriedly towards the ocean. 
The trails are difficult to walk and impossible to run on right now.  My wolfdogs with their large and weblike paws, still surface the trails, while I am surfacing 3 steps and breaking through on the 4th.  The picture shows the speed of the water and is just 10 meters adjecent to my track.  It roars like thunder and the noise makes the wolfdogs very cautious and reluctant to approach it.  On the third picture one can observe the dog`s anxious expression about crossing a bridge.

The small brook on the fourth picture wasnt there last week and his first response was to return, but very soon the dog seemed to remember the stream from the time before the snow and run over.  Any change in the environment, be it a fallen branch or tree or similar, must be inspected before passing by.
Frustration is released in the end by attacking some bushes before heading home.  My own legs are anticipating the springthaw  to make running possible.  Fortunately I have access to some dirt-roads that I use for running in this time of transition.