We went hiking Friday. And on that hike I decided it is winter. It certainly didn’t feel anything like fall, minus the fact that we didn’t need to use snowshoes because the snow wasn’t that deep yet.
We went up Hobblecreek canyon to a trail we had gone on before. See this post. As you might have went back and remembered, there was a lot of stream crossings. It makes it a wonderful winter hike because the streams are frozen over and easy to cross. And I was able to see things like this:
None of us froze, including Peter in his snowsuit. It was fun. I’m glad I don’t stop hiking just because it’s cold. We almost stayed out too long: the sun set on our way back, and the temperature started to drop. I forget it gets dark at 5:00. But we made it and drove home into the sunset.
Liz Braithwaite 