Here's to hopefully the last of the seasonal posts for the year. Goes without saying in order to live up here you best be okay with the long winter, and the same goes for cartooning - you better be well-stocked on cold weather gags. But, like the ice about this time of the year, it starts wearing a wee bit thin.
There's an underlying poignancy to this particular panel, as in it never fails to amaze me how surreal it is to see such signs. Our backyard had them on account of the UAF ski trails which were painstakingly groomed and so entire areas were off limits to hikers. Understandable when it came to the tracks themselves, but unnecessary and onerous to close them off to conscientious trekkers looking for a way through the woods and simply stick to the sides of the trail. Every time I drive past the UAF campus and see the sad excuse that's left of the original sledding hill I'm reminded of the chilling effect the fear of liability can have on basic common sense.
A sign was painted said: Private Property,
But on the back side it didn't say nothing - Woody Guthrie
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