It’s currently 18 degrees and clear. Yesterday’s high was 7 degrees with an overnight low of -5 degrees. Hwy 441 is still closed, but radio chatter shows progress being made. The trails up top still have plenty of ice, plan accordingly.
I crawled down from my loft and shivered. I walked over to the heater, turning it up for an afternoon of tea and reading. I put on my black balaclava and parka. Warm and feeling like a hooded seal, I made for Myrtle Point.
Walking through the biting cold, the lingering snow crunched beneath my old boots. My thoughts drifted to mountain beneath me. How could I capture this landscape in different ways? I pondered this question as I summited High Top. I resolved to try and look at the mountain with a different pair of eyes. What new views could I discover?
…I hiked on, determined to find out.