Bucky is heading out shortly to clean up the track which was rendered barely useable by the birch seedlings and other blown in debris which in some places turned the track brown and produced a nasty grabbing of skis, like evil trolls reaching up from beneath the snow. He will have the tiller down to mix everything up and the with all the transformed snow and ice in the top layers, glide should be a zippy 3+/4 but he’ll also create loose snow in the pole track for the snowplowers. And until it isn’t, the sun will be bathing us in it’s late winter glory. See you in the woods,