Tim has been planning a hike with me for a sunny day and yesterday the conditions, except for my body conditoning, were just right. Sun, calm wind and moderate temperatures. I donned my snowshoes and headed for Cascade Mountain, one of the high peaks. I had plenty of time to enjoy the scenery because the trail was two miles of steady, fair to moderately steep walking.
Before we left, I read the trail information but forgot to calculate that the short distance and a 2,000 foot increase in elevation makes for a steep angle. At least for me. And I say I almost made it because I am stubborn and choose not to do that last part scrambling with your hands and knees that gets you to the pinnacle. So I am almost a moutain climber or I almost climb a mountain. Porter Mountain was nearby and I was able to get to the top of that without using my hands.
I had plenty of excuses to stop and take photos. There was one surprise when I got home. In this first one, I think I see a gremlin in the river, to the left of the snow bank. It looks like yoda. I meant to take a picture of the ice crystals overhanging the river but got a bonus. Or maybe I was just delirious from our walk.
The rest of the scenery was much less scary. There were snow men, snow ladies and silly trees.