Another rainy, cold day. Of course I could have used the opportunity to clean house but nah - I spent the morning doing research on historic Chinooks. I came across this 1947 magazine picture of 17 year old Kiska. He sure does look familiar...
Then Koyuk. It must be the scar on the nose.
Then again it could be the tongue. 
My sled had horrible gouges from previous runs on our snow covered, gravel drive. Another rainy day project was making it fast again. Koyuk supervised every step, including finding long forgotten Luna bars in my ski wax/survival kit.
