It's yet another blustery, foggy day up top. The high yesterday reached 42 degrees and the low was 39 degrees. It was 40 degrees and cloudy at 7am observation. The mountain received .24" of liquid precipitation throughout the day yesterday. There is no more snow left up top and very little ice remaining on the trails. The ground is still rather saturated, so be prepared for wet shoes unless you have something 'waterproof'.
I spent a lot of time yesterday relaxing on the porch. There's something about these misty foggy rainy days that affect your bodily rhythm, calling for you to wrap yourself in a blanket with a good book and forget that you live right next to a number of fantastic trails, all beckoning you to join them for an experience. I've spent my share of days exploring here in less than ideal conditions and I love it... but there's also something about saying 'Tomorrow.' that is rewarding in it's own way. I'll always look back with joy and reverence on my more gung ho days in my early twenties, when I'd ride a bike through any sort of conditions because that is just what I did... but it is nice to have balance, to know when to back off and be able to savor both extremes with the loveliness of contrast.