Chapter Four
Two weeks later
Sterling huddled deeper into his coat, squinting into the snow flurries. They were going to have to break for the day if the visibility got any worse. Weather reports had called for blowing snow. He didn’t realize that meant nearly whiteout conditions even though less than six inches covered the ground.
Axel pulled up next to him. “I’d give my left nut for a hot shower right now.”
Sterling chuckled. “Suck it up. You’ll have your shower tomorrow. We still have two weeks.”
“I don’t know how you guys do it.”
“Easy. This ain’t so bad.” He’d loved every minute, so far. Sure, parts had been brutal. Slogging through ice had sucked. Unfreezing his hands hurt. Working to forge a connection with his horse, Bingo, and his pack horse, Trixie, was an ongoing challenge
