weekend

This weekend, Rachel drove down to spend President's day weekend with us.  On Saturday morning, we woke up early, drove to Ashton, and geared up to run the 5K snowshoe race that we've been training for, only to find that it had been cancelled.  We had a great morning despite the disappointment.  The main event of the day was the annual sled dog race.  I'm pretty sure West and Hoover (my dad's basset hound) were a little envious of the sled dog life.  We had a great day hanging out with Dad, Rachel and her boyfriend, Greg, even though he (Greg) refused to tackle the "Big Judd" hamburger after the dog races.  The nerve. 

PS:  Sam missed the photo shoot...I think he was lost somewhere in the crowd at that point.  Actually, he ended up running into like 12 people he knew, so he was busy making the rounds.