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1. Deron Bauman on April 15th, 2010 at 7:19 pm

   great article, by the way.

2. Kelsey Parker on April 15th, 2010 at 7:51 pm

   No way! This story is legend in my family. That is, what we told every drive up to the Donner cross-country ski resort outside Tahoe.

3. Sheila Ryan on April 15th, 2010 at 8:43 pm

   Okay, the article speaks of a dog named Uno. Wasn’t there another one? I recall (I think) reading aloud from an anthology of first-person narratives of ‘pioneer women’ on one of our western road trips, and I think one of the accounts was written by a female member of the Donner party. Her reference to eating the dog, Little _____, I think he was, was one of our catchphrases for days. I sure wish I could remember the sentence. Or the dog’s name.

   Kelsey?

4. Sheila Ryan on April 15th, 2010 at 8:53 pm

   Maybe it was some other luckless band of travelers who et Little _____, all but the feet.

5. Michael Smith on April 16th, 2010 at 10:49 am

   Kelsey, Donner Ski Ranch has downhill skiing too. It’s the first place I ever went skiing.

   We would go out that way every year for Thanksgiving (to a little town called Twain Harte). We’d pack our sleds hoping there’d be snow but we were most often disappointed. One year I figured out the sled worked on the dry pine needles and we’d go flying down the hills, between rocks and trees, bailing out often to tree on 10-year-old violence.

   Good times.

6. Kelsey Parker on April 16th, 2010 at 10:59 am

   For reals? I only remember the cross-country course. And Sheilababy, I can’t for the life of me recall the dog’s name either.

7. Michael Smith on April 16th, 2010 at 11:09 am

   For reals!

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