To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles… And indeed, that IS the question: whether to float with the tide, or to swim for a goal. It is a choice we must all make consciously or unconsciously at one time in our lives. So few people understand this! Think of any decision you’ve ever made which had a bearing on your future: I may be wrong, but I don’t see how it could have been anything but a choice however indirect — between the two things I’ve mentioned: the floating or the swimming. Hunter S. Thompson
Morning y'all,
It's a beautiful, blustery day up top. The high yesterday reached 34 degrees. The overnight low was 22 degrees. It was 23 degrees and mostly cloudy at 7am observation. The mountain received no new precipitation and had no snow on the ground.... until I awoke at 10sh from my post weather slumber and we got an inch in about 20 minutes. The trails were in great shape yesterday, but I'm sure the footing will be a little slick with this new snow. Be prepared for cold temps and slick trails if you intend to summit today!
It's a beautiful, blustery day up top. The high yesterday reached 34 degrees. The overnight low was 22 degrees. It was 23 degrees and mostly cloudy at 7am observation. The mountain received no new precipitation and had no snow on the ground.... until I awoke at 10sh from my post weather slumber and we got an inch in about 20 minutes. The trails were in great shape yesterday, but I'm sure the footing will be a little slick with this new snow. Be prepared for cold temps and slick trails if you intend to summit today!
Top photo: So smoky! Above: My older brother.
I spent yesterday out exploring, knowing that the forecast was calling for colder temps starting today. I wanted to take advantage of this last bit of warm weather before Jack Frost settled in for the season and unofficially started my torpor. I love deep winter and will always root for snow, but if it's not snow, the next best thing is clear trails. I was running up and down the mountain with no regard for black ice, feeling so free and unencumbered with my little 13 liter day pack. It was outrageously fun, an effort that felt like no effort because it was fueled by pure joy. These types of spontaneous micro-adventures make memories, as my friend Jimmy Jam would say. It is so encouraging to remind yourself that experiences are all we have and if we work at it, we can cultivate the spectacular.
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