At the dock, Josh and Clark play around with one of the million sheets of ice. The edge of the Yukon is full of built of ice as the middle of the river forges on. Loud cracks and tinkles sound through the air as the Yukon persuades the ice to move. As the purple sky said goodbye to the warm summer air, we decided to take advantage and have a box-burning bonfire.
I want to be there with you!
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