Made it out into the woods this past Sunday to take advantage of a few bouts of recent snowfall. Headed up to the standard trail. Appeared a winter wonderland...... appeared, if goin' skiing. A bit deceptive conditions, to say the least. Local temperatures have barely topped the high 20's (F) since the first of the month. All the snow that fell, say four to six inches, laid as totally dry, unconsolidated powder. Usually what you're lookin' for ya'd figure. Not so much this stuff. If it had had any moisture at all it would maybe have been an inch in depth. Zero structure. You could have probably had blowed the trails dry using a power leaf blower (as we had earlier noticed the neighbor using to clear his walks down to bare concrete). No consolidated base ta' boot. Gliding along ya' usually just plowed thru the stuff right down to the turf - constantly stumbling over choked gravel and rocks. Downhill was pretty rough, anticipating the hidden tripwire that ya' knew was commin'. An entertaining tumble or two - especially if dashing ahead. Was about ready to pick up the phone and call the groomer... or a taxi.
An at times borderline "It don't have to be fun to be fun" ordeal. Hey... still beat home confinement ducking a rainy winter day, as is the norm now'days.
These guys didn't seem to mind...
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