Yesterday, DH2U and I got home from a week vacation in snow country. It was delightful! Reading, relaxing, and socializing. I can’t think of a better way to spend some time off.
It was 60 degrees warmer than our last visit. That made life so much more pleasant. I’ve mentioned before how much I love hiking by myself and walking in the rain. I had a new-to-me experience that was the best of both of those worlds: I hiked through a deserted campground in the snow by myself.
It was perfection. Nature definitely isn’t quiet, particularly in that situation. When the snow flakes landed on the already fallen snow, they made a slight plopping sound. I loved it. And of course me being me, I made a snow angel.
Since I was by myself it was hard to get up so it got a bit messy, but it was fun. I wonder if anyone else discovered my contribution to the beautiful scene.
The snow was so dry it wouldn’t stick, so no snowball fights this time. I guess that was okay, because it meant less chance to lose my cell phone in a snow bank.
As we were making our way from the airport to the wilderness getaway, I was able to see the small towns along the way in a very different light than during my last trip. Without feet of snow covering everything, I was able to see that these homes weren’t randomly out in the middle of nowhere: they were farms. Before I couldn’t see that the land in between was fields. That made so much more sense that there was a purpose to where they lived. It’s amazing how facts can change perspective.
I’m looking forward to our next visit. It is a great get away, and I always learn something new.
Where do you go to get away from it all? or Has anyone else hiked in the snow by him/herself?
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