It’s currently -1 degree, windy, and clear. Yesterday’s high reached 7 degrees, with an overnight low of -4. We currently have 2” inches of snow up top. Expect ice covered trails as you approach the top of the mountain.
I wandered into the darkness. Looking around, the ground shone like diamonds. I had left my headlamp on. Enjoying the crystalline world, I savored this quiet, albeit cold, time of the day. After cresting the summit, it was only my footprints from yesterday and my neighbor coyote who had been on the trail. I soon deviated from my footprints, which led further down the Boulevard and continued to follow my neighbor's prints toward Myrtle Point.
Standing on the exposed rock, I couldn’t help but notice that the coyote’s prints wandered over to the ledge, they then turned back toward their original path. Why did he go there? Maybe he had enjoyed the view as much as I now was. The wind howled, burning my face…
…smiling, I kept my eyes on the rising sun.
“The modern dogma is comfort at any cost.” – Aldo Leopold