The temperature finally got above freezing - still in the low 30's but I thought it would be safe to try a paper run. The dogs loved running on the hard surface in a temperature more suited to their heavy coats. The way up the first hill was icy and fast. (Trask did look back a bit annoyed when I stopped them near the top for a picture.)
Then we hit where the road was littered with downed branches and ice falling from the trees above. All I could do was hold on tight as the rig jarringly bounced along at a breakneck speed. More pictures had to wait until the return trip.
The brakes on the Ferrari were useless. The wheels were locked but on ice the rig was akin to a sled. Fortunately the dogs ran fast enough to not get run over (and I stayed upright).
By the time we were tearing down the last hill, I finally relaxed enough to enjoy the thrilling ride.
Morning coffee and paper, contented dogs - life is good.