I spent all week suffering from a nasty cold. Hacking cough, nose like a faucet, headaches - the whole bit. I was able to shuffle a loop around the golf course yesterday so I figured a nice, slow, low angle tour this morning was about my limit. I found beautiful surfy pow at the higher elevations. The kind that lets you just bounce from turn to turn.
Up up
Blue skies and long shadows.
Perfectly dense
I was surprised that the trailhead lot wasn’t more full but was disappointed by the group that left a fire pit with pieces of half burned cord wood still in it melted and refrozen into the snow and ice. Your momma doesn’t live here!
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