Josie thought my sleeping bag was a pretty nice place to rest after breaking trail on the way in.
It took a while for the little stove to bring the temperature above freezing in the cabin. It was about -20 F when Ed and I arrived around midnight.
Ed broke his ski on the way in, but it managed to hang together on the 7.5 miles out.
After recovering from giardia Josie and I went out for a snowshoe behind my cabin. The temps had dropped to around -40 F and I felt the urge to document my enormous snotcicle.