up up and away.
The mountain is still quite snowy. The high yesterday reached 20 degrees. The low was 10 degrees. It was 17 degrees and clear at 7am observation. The mountain received 1 additional inch of snow, bringing the total up top to 9 inches. It looks like it will be a nice, clear day on the mountain. Be sure be prepared for deep snow, the drifts are shin high in areas. Bring a headlamp, extra layers, hot tea & anything else to help you stay warm up top. It's going to be bitter.
The mountain is full of colour at the moment. After a few days of the omnipresent white adorning the trees, ground and everything in between, misty grey skies, blasting crescendos of wind, and all types of snow imaginable, things cleared off last night. I just came in from the kitchen porch after admiring the reds, oranges, and pinks dancing on the horizon. It took me a few minutes to be able to write this, as I'd been lost in the show and forgot about the 17 degree temperatures that were incapacitating my hands. Glory before circulation.
As I was wandering around near Cliff Tops yesterday, I stopped near a clearing. I sat there for a few minutes, enjoying the present. With all the roads closed most of the day, I was confident that I was one of a very select few people in the Park. In these quiet moments, the silence can swallow a man whole. The quietude is always more powerful than I remember, like one of our fine ravens exploding by on a jetstream. It is awesome - in the most literal sense. The awe brims over you. There is an emptiness in these encounters with Nature, when you leave behind the noise, detritus and endless distractions of society and dare to meet her face to face. The joy simply fills in the gaps where all that mental clutter used to be. Gift after gift after gift, ad infinitum. Truth tastes better than fiction.