Drip. Drip. Drip…

The big melt is on in Dawson. In the week that I have been here, at least half of the snow has disappeared. Little remains on the hills that surround the town and there are patches of water visible on the Yukon. The whole town is betting on the exact date of the break-up — there is a large cash pot for the winner. I have no idea when that will happen — I’m already freaked out about being on an ice bridge when I can see water…but I’m going to place my bet today.

I don’t go for walks anymore, I go for wades. The lower half of Dawson is under water. The drainage pipes are still frozen from winter, so the run-off has nowhere to go. I love walking because the constant dripping reminds me of rain and therefore of spring.

Spring Melt


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One response to “Drip. Drip. Drip…

  1. Christine


    It sounds like you’re in “mud season” in Vermont. Keep your waders close!!

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