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Tomasz on March 4, 2008 02:32 PM | Permalink
I haven't been on that road in years--I remember going across it a few times in the family station wagon back in the day. I was a ball of nerves the entire time.
March 4, 2008 02:47 PM
March 4, 2008 05:19 PM
I just wanted to add that this post inspired me to make my own trip across the ice road today...I was still a ball of nerves the whole time, just like when I was a kid, but I'm glad I went. It was beautiful out there.
March 9, 2008 11:13 PM
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