Alas, I missed the powder day at the mountain this weekend. That was yesterday. I got out today, when the sky was so thick you could hardly see across the channel, and hiked up to the tram. It was only a few miles, but offered a taste of the mountains all the same: the chill of wet skin at the top, the warmth of good clothes and exertion, the perfect asymmetry of the hike up and down. The snow, knee-deep at the top, thinned and turned to slush on the way down.Sunday, February 1, 2009
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Alas, I missed the powder day at the mountain this weekend. That was yesterday. I got out today, when the sky was so thick you could hardly see across the channel, and hiked up to the tram. It was only a few miles, but offered a taste of the mountains all the same: the chill of wet skin at the top, the warmth of good clothes and exertion, the perfect asymmetry of the hike up and down. The snow, knee-deep at the top, thinned and turned to slush on the way down.
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Hey Stefan, Seeing water outside would be quite a luxury. I may ride to Nenanna on the River this winter if I get stir crazy enough. Are you coming back?
Cheers, Henry
Are you coming back?
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