I don't want to die without a few scars, I say. It's nothing anymore to have a beautiful stock body. You see those cars that are completely stock cherry, right out of the dealer's showroom in 1955, I always think, what a waste. Chuck Palahniuk
It's a beautiful morning up top. The high yesterday reached 33 degrees. The overnight low was 21 degrees. It was 22 degrees and cloudy at 7am observation. The mountain received an inch of new snow and there is about 5 inches of snow remaining up top. The trails are in surprisingly good shape, with new snow adding traction. I'd still recommend Microspikes as a precaution, but I had no trouble running around the summit yesterday. Get out and enjoy the day!
I spent most of yesterday inside, reading, doing yoga and attending to my winter quietude. The winds were fierce and proved company enough. I got restless at around 2 and went for a short jaunt to the summit and Cliff Tops. The mountain was in transformation, with heavy winds blowing snow every which way and the clouds of action flying fast overhead. It felt a little apocalyptic, quite a contrast to the clear blue skies and total stillness out my cabin door this morning. I love the mountains' mood swings and often wonder if they mirror my own.